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The dust is falling,and the phone waits, as I'm begging,for a renewed, real you to call call me.But it's silent, forever.Your stained now, your empty.We both feel no feelings,we just ...

I am here, I'm alive,at the hour, I feel.Like I've clawed out this hole,like I've dreamed something real.Once cornered by concrete and boxes of guilt,now lying on morning, on fresh ...

Two sets of stairs,but I soar to the top.Three hallways down,yet I still never stop.We open each door,and we break all the glass.we gaze at the sky,and we sleep in ...

These two eyes are nothing, coated with a nebulous slime,attached to a mind that they roughly belong to.The glass is dingy,smothered with smoke.All I see are those two big holes,simply ...

Ahhh! I can't remember when this was written, but I'm sure it was awhile back. I do enjoy that I actually wrote something pretty good in the past.Before you go ...

warning: This is a joke, and a pretty catchy one at that. I decided I'd try to write something a little modern, just to experiment. It's not really my thing, ...