Holding...
The Martyr of Broken HeartsWe’re flying so fast, In the darkness, and we crash. Feeling our way through, The sounds of who we thought we knew You fill me so completely, And steal away so empty You run away so scared With nothing but blood and broken hearts behind youThe Martyr of Broken Hearts
You’re at the top and standing by yourself, Hateful clouds surround you When a bomb lights up your silhouette And the sun is really sick of it. So pose with all your glory, When we’re the ones so lonely. The light will come and you will be the one, Yeah, the light will come and you will still be all alone. &nbs
by `niteangel
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"If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it truly is, infinite." -William Blake
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go nuts
i was thinking something more like the republican headquarters.
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*TheExquisiteCorpse ~JigsawPuzzleProject ~brights ~AtheistsClub *the-surreal-arts ~stock-devil-breath
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Before you critisize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.
[Take a walk to my gallery]
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Let's get fucked up and die...
I'm speaking figuratively of course...
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