A Blood Clot in the Rain The rains of murky sorrow fallAnd drips of salty pain will crawlLike spiders sneaking down the wallOf blood clots in your heart.The rains will never leave you be,They'll always come, I guarantee,But I can help, to some degree,Before you fall apart.I'd give you shelter when they're near,If only I could get you hereWith me, and they would disappearWithout a chance to strike.But when you're far away, its hardTo shelter you in that regard,But you can handle being scarredBy rain and blood alike.Just know that it will end this time,Like every other trying climbTo higher ground, the dim sublime,And soon you'll c
Neither, Marvin; you can sit on my desktop and look pretty!
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Writing is just a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
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Life's greatest disappointment is realizing that you don't have super powers.
this is just epic! i now have a new wallpaper!
I could calculate your chances of survival... but you wouldn't like it!
btw... this is awesome!
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#Through-a-Lens | #Urban-and-Rural
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Oh, what good is it to live with nothing left to give?
Forget, but not forgive, not loving all you see?