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Canyon of mindCanyon of mindCanyon of mind
Alone in my world, i can hear my pulse, The rush of blood, burning, and scarring its way through my veins, Senses like butterflies of black and blue.
Every movement is another burden, leaving scraped imprints, Bone against bone, is all i hear, and the rustling of hair, Mouth dry, as the canyon of sanity cracks, and tumbles.
In my world, alone, where every sunrise is the sun, Reaching up to the sky, like the Devil's pitchfork, scorching, And every dusk settles like freezing winters.
As the crystals of water forms, i'm still walking, I c
by ~PangCake
Repeating TrackRepeating TrackRepeating Track
Boom, boom, boom, and so the bass runs through my head,
A repeating beat, that numbens my body, and makes me dead,
Like life itself, all but repeating,
Defeating the object of variation.
Tonight, i am a shadow, of what has became,
For better, or for worse?
How long have i been dreaming, to wake up,
With thoughts not mine, and points i can't define.
So long has life been setting up, a repeating pantomine,
Songs playing over, till i'm sick of hearing them.
And just for the s
by ~PangCake
Dear FriendDear Friend…Dear Friend
Hey there, are you listening to my heart? Are you reading my words? Are you catching my every breathe, Like I might never breathe again? Good, then read this well. It is my honour, and pleasure to be, A great friend of yours, I’ll never let that go. Just know, that I’ll always be here, As you are for me. I wonder, every night, if it’d be something more, Imagine what we’d do if we was, If I held your hand, and you held my heart, Like it was the greatest treasure bestowed on Earth. I wonder if we’d ever be like,
by ~PangCake
PrayersPrayerPrayers
Our lord, may you wake from your long slumber,
Of which much has happened, in it’s procession,
Your cannon for self harm be vanquished, as I carve,
Thy name into my skin, not for possession,
I began to weep, oh mercy, I wept did I,
As I start to see, and clearly, this I see,
With no glass, nor tinted frames that jade my eyes,
That your angel, and I, will clearly never be.
Let me not remember her, as a thorn with roses,
That once did pierce my swollen heart,
But as the full aro
by ~PangCake
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- Current Residence: Own Apartment
- Interests: Hmm.. Lots of stuff =P
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- Favourite genre of music: Metal
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Lol, the memories...
How are you?
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When somone says something memorable enough, I'll put it here.
I love the way you write too.
Very pretty~
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