past, present, unknowndaisies bloom on rivers bend bikes on roads that never end dandelions roar on unkempt lawns shimmering light on water dawns ancient trees enclose on paths vines constrict all smiles and laughs moss softens ever fall muffles every dying call beasts of old lurk in dark green forestry, moistened bark light is rare at forests root the wind blows like mystic's flute ever eazing ever crying the sound of life, death and the world's sighing drops of rain on hardened rock a steady sob, a silent clock scenes and sounds and sorrowspast, present, unknown
of days forgotten, y
Ghostgreen shaded ivy creeping up the porch weathered torn paint peeling off old walls the cottonwoods rustling in the hot summer wind limbs creaking honey bees buzzingGhost
a train whistles by, like an echo from another time the crickets sing in the unsheilded sun the scent of hot coals and fresh roasted hog haunts the dry air a forgotten swing sways, hanging from a overgrown tree unraked leaves float over abandoned scents and unnoticed winds the old maple rocker tips in the wind and the last jar of honey falls off the seat falling through time and wind and rain it is
Paint AwayYour way is unclear Yet you still strike fear Love painted across your chest But the truth still lies in the dust Play your cards, you King of HeartsPaint Away
Your calm eyes weave Secretly begging your victims to leave Your hand on the sword, Mistakes you for a killer on board Mix not your cards, you King of Hearts
Your hand releases its hold. It falls, screaming with cold. No man should live like this- In a life as keen as a kiss. Choose your cards, you King of Hearts.
Black and white stares study your face, waiting for the changing pa
DeamonsWhen I dieWhen I die, Bury me under a field Filled with tiny white flowers, And overgrown trees In an unmarked grave, Where my friends will remember. But as they pass, My memory will fade away Until the last one’s dying day When my peace will be bought At the price of my love, And my yolk will fall down ‘Round the head of a dove That will carry away my iniquities.When I die
Tell me: O, Where has that sunny day gone, When the wind in the trees was whistling away, And the silence with thick, Like the brush blossoms blue, And the heather was crus
Devious Journal Entry
Neutral
woo! science olympiad tomorrow!!
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Costello: Jeez. She fell funny.
[chuckles at the dead bodies]
Mr. French: Francis, you really should see somebody.
^^The Departed
I heard someone's birthday was on sundaaaayyy
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Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them as much. --Oscar Wilde
though you should speak for yourself.
i havent seen a post since
*scrolls up to check*
July 9th.
mhm.
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Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them as much. --Oscar Wilde
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Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them as much. --Oscar Wilde
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You're the coolest 7th grader ever. Except for my sister. She has cute jeans. <3
Thanks for the little blurb on my site. IHEARTYOULOTS.
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