

My Wall and Chains Chained to this wall. Binds so tight I fear my hands my fall off. No amount of force can free me of this eternal imprisonment. I try to scream, to shout, but no sound passes my lips. My throat is raw with effort, yet nothing comes. I am blind to that around me. My sight has fled, along with my heaing. All that is still with me is feeling and the sense of smell. The very core of my soul is in endless agony, ripping itself to shreds. Poor thing is as helpless as I am in this demented world forever repeating the pain and suffering of those before me. Of those before us. The chains have sliced my skin as though I havMy Wall and Chains


Shattered But Not Broken Just when I thought I might have found meaning to this life, it was stolen from me. It was like the carpet was pulled out from under my feet. No one cared about the struggles I had gone through, as long as they got their hearts desire in the end. Not a single soul lingered to help heal my wounds. Not once was this weight lifted off my shoulders for a moment. And as I lay dying I realize that all along, I was too weak. Only strong enough to serve your minds wildest whims; not enough to free myself of your eternal bonds. I hated you with a passion, yet I couldn't escape you. Even to save my own pathetic life.  Shattered But Not Broken


RANDOM...A pass-around-story:RANDOM...
>Athena: Once upon a time there was a little boy named David. >Autumn: He lived down the street from Ashley. >Olivia: They knew a genie with a ten foot weenie- >Alex S: Dog. Its name was zaboomafu. >Bailie: Who ate the kids and created a bloody mound with their corpses. >Abbi: Then one day, David found out about his dog, Zuboomafu. He killed his dog. >Autumn: The dog came back and told the genie that David had killed him. >Abbi: So the genie haunted David. Years passed and David had been haunted for 3 years. Now he was 16. >Bailie: Then his head exploded. So now
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Ghosts of the SeaShoot up the flare ,in hopes that you see us through these clouds dark rainy keeps.Weve become so lost in this uncanny sea of sifted individuality.Ive caught the taste of the salt water air and the life of kings, of your golden lips sinking into reach.A putrid treasure now rusted into that gloomy bleak... as shall we my dear and together forever remain ghosts of the sea.And we shall be no more for glorious glorious there shall be no more of us.Ghosts of the Sea


untitledTears are glass raindrops... they'll pierce your skin Life will shatter But Im the one who dives in This may hurt but its what will patch things up have hope to not look back and never give up We will make it out alive this time because &nbsuntitled


The wandererLost pens are my only friends confused is the furthest I'll get walking these lorn streets and dead ends. Under empty boxes I can safely dream of friends who know me best.Critics to the chief a wolf to the hens is how I see the now comming end.Living is a bloody mess when your letters are written but never sent.As for staying here the best Ill get is time spent in this wheather beaten tent.Though if you sit still and stare at the sky the night reveals what no amount of time could ever comprise the stars they sing they come alive.To teach any creaton the meaning of knowledge of love of a merciful eye.From the breath of the author is the inpiraThe wanderer

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plz???
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the little missy sunshine crawled up the sprinkle spout but down came the hitman that took the girlie out.
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the little missy sunshine crawled up the sprinkle spout but down came the hitman that took the girlie out.
I'd really appreciate it.
Thanks for your time =]]
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