Tip of Cracked Mortar
I fear the dead, but pity the living for in their mortal toils and stumbles and falls, the unbearable pain and the happiness that foils whenever destiny's adventure calls.
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I fear the dead, but pity the living for in their mortal toils and stumbles and falls, the unbearable pain and the happiness that foils whenever destiny's adventure calls.
We tremble, And fall, D r i f t d o w n wards, Feel small, RISE up again, Dance In the rain, Before Plunging In Dark, Unholy, Unrestful, Sleep...
From@HingAling To@Smellyfingers (1) We all live our lives in little bubbles of bliss Head in the clouds getting high proud and seeking new kicks Is ignorance bliss.
Ode to the forgotten. The once loved. The once cared for. Ode to their lives. Everyday they hurt. While in desperation. For trust, care and love. Ode to their hearts. Torn viciously apart.
Cursing, Swearing... At an eviction letter. Hoping, Praying... For something better. Worrying, Fretting... Nowhere to live. Owing, Paying... No money To give. Loosing, Everything... Out on the street.
Unbroken chains, unheard voices, scars that bleed deep with in our selfs, solitary souls searching for peace among the chaos.