Hollow HollowIt's better to beHollowThis empty meHollowIt's better to beFree!FillingOverflowingThese emotionsTake controlTake a holdThey're taking over me!HollowWhen I am emptyHollowI can finally beHollowDo these emotionsDefine me?HollowIt's better to beHollowDon't have to feelHollowIt's easier to beEmpty!
A Short Song My body is a spaceshipa rather broked one the intake for the lifesupport is badly clogged and the senior officers are drunk on the various chemicals needed to fix their pride and joywhen I inhale through my nose I see lifesupport chambers filling but the scrubbers are touchy and my air is not good enough for then they blow it all away againas the machine jerks and spasms trying to compensate and the whole ship bucks and shudders and we just wait for next time
Untitled I paid my way in blood and tearsI criedI bleedI diedI needI am more than scarsThe glue that holds me togetherEven if I break todayTomorrow I could be more than everAnd when all was said and doneI stood upAnd I was strong!I am more than justThe sum of all my sorrowsAnd I can hopeFor the dawn of tomorrowsI bledI cryI neededI dieI paved my way in tears and blood
CharHistory - Ta Speed is preys truest friend. A perfect camouflage, an ideal hiding place, all of these will fail you. Behind the instinct to run is fear. Whispering in the ear of every hunted creature is the voice of survival, the voice of the beast, telling them to flee.BRITISH-CONTROLLED IRELANDTHE TIME OF THE DRUIDS A child wanders in the forests. Dappled sunlight plays on the soft moss under her bare feet. The animals do not react to her presence; they have seen her here many times before and they are no longer scared of the little girl. It grows late. The child is lost. She is not afraid, the forest paths can be deceptive, she
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My shoes are too tight, but it doesn't matter for I have forgotten how to dance.- Londo Mollari