StressingMy sweat, drops of salt crystals, drip from my brow.
The knapsack is far too heavy; it makes my back break, almost.
The work, it makes my brain cry out in protest.
Too much work, too little time, illness passes through the body.
I can't breathe.
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SalvageWhat's left? You came, you loved, you lied to the deaf. The bond between us, solid and strong, The pain you caused, you might have known all along. Is there anything left to have and to hold? Will you still be there when I grow old? The lies you might have fed to me... Just bind me to the burning tree. What's there left to salvage? I gave my love and was treated like garbage. Did you ever care? Did you know what this might have done to me? Are you so blind, that beyond your own nose you cannot even see? If these were lies that I was fed, I'll no longer grace your beSalvage
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DivisionTwo hearts, one soul. One soul divided. Never complete, and yet whole. Love can reunite, and love can divide. Find your other half, so you may be complete. But explain to me. Can a soul be divided between more than two, perhaps three? What then?Division
by ~MushSister
A painted flowerThe flowers possess beauty all their own The flowers are all different and yet the same. Tell me. What does a painted flower have? It hides itself It conceals its imperfections It smothers itself, withers and dies. The bloom could have been so great It could have been the most beautiful, all alone But it focused on its imperfections Instead of looking to the light to thrive. Don't bloom to be perfect. Bloom to be yourself, then perfection will come, for the path to perfection is paved with imperfect stones.A painted flower
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I am who I am, and yet...I am who I am But what is that? I can be anyone, I can be no one I can be everyone at once I can't tell you who For you of all should know I am a mother, sister, and wife I can be you, and live your life I am a shadow, I am the light I am the blood left from the fight You may not notice me, but I notice you I can wait, then deal a coup Agony and destruction Love and creation I understand and see But can or will you ever understand me?I am who I am, and yet...
by ~MushSister
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no soul give complaints
no watch no soul
thoughts unfelt
feelings untold
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You can't break down mush, but you can't build it up either. ~King of the Hill
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That's what I am. Mush.
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That reminds of that one time when I was going through the rainforest with just a calculator as my friend and I was thinking how useful it would be to be able to pat my head and rub my stomach at the same time when I suddenly realized that I COULD.
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"Cheer up, tomorrow's gonna be worse."
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HAHA I HAZ NO SIG......... Wait o_O
Icon base by ~oOLuccianaOo
I'm afraid I am quite forgetful.
I thank you for the watch, and I turn my memories up a notch. >.x
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Inside the mind lies a secret
Inside the body lies a sickness
Inside the heart lies a desire
Can any of it come to an end?
Are you willing?
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"Because everything is more fun with chopsticks." - Meh
Ash --->
Espers, time travelers, aliens... hellz yea.
L's a man who lives a live of danger.
Bon Bon! Ooendon, let's get cherry pie!
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Inside the mind lies a secret
Inside the body lies a sickness
Inside the heart lies a desire
Can any of it come to an end?
Are you willing?
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