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How You DoingHow You Doing?How You Doing
Hey, how's it going, blank eternity? It's been awhile since I saw you, Come to bleed me dry again?
Sorry, it's too late, empty destiny. I sold my soul to the night sky, It needs it more than me.
So, so long, like my insomnia So, so long, like crying in the night So, so long, nothings ever right
Hey, where you been, old shattered dreams? Since you don't seem to mind, I think I won't try again.
Sorry, I've forgotten, late night promises. I put my body in a bookshelf, Ripped out pages are what's left.
by ~tereyachan
Statues in the Ocean~Statues in the Ocean~Statues in the Ocean
Burdens like mountains pile like stones We throw them at the saddened, we throw them at the wrong Lonely statues of ancient guilt
They are my soul, eternally
They rise out of the quicksand, they rise out of the mire Wander the streets in silence and thought Chip away at their visage, break them apart at the core
They are the relics of yesterday They are the sorrows that always stay
They are my soul, eternally
Crying like rivers flood the seas We drown our sorrows in tears, we fill our lungs with death
by ~tereyachan
Who Knows My NameAnd so you left without a word, My friend who knows my name. And so I find you here again, But you are not the same.Who Knows My Name
Your face is weathered with my mind. You grow so old so fast, But still the world remains unkind. I knew it couldn't last.
For last I saw you nearly dead, My hand reached out for air. You can't escape from in my head. You might not even care.
And so you left without a word, My friend who's name I know. And so I find you here again, While dawn begins to show.
by ~tereyachan
The BusThe BusThe Bus
Walking in the rain, I find myself running. How far I\'ve been running I don\'t really know but I don\'t have the time to find out. I might be trying to catch the bus, one that left as I was walking up to the stop, one that I really had no chance of getting on but I believe I actually did.
I\'m soaked, I\'m having trouble breathing, I might even be crying but I can tell anymore because of the rain, and because I\'m so intent on catching that bus which had left my sight long ago it seems but I still pretend I smell the fumes.
I\'ve been running so hard for so long I wish my legs would just g
by ~tereyachan
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- Current Residence: A quaint little hole in Japan
- Favourite band or musician: Smashing Pumpkins
- Favourite poet or writer: Ray Bradbury, Mark Twain
- Operating System: Mac OSX
- MP3 player of choice: iTunes
- Shell of choice: Turtle
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- Skin of choice: Resin
- Favourite game: Earthbound
- Favourite gaming platform: DS
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- Personal Quote: It's not how you perform when you're at your best, but how you are at your worst.
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Hatred is a waste of valuable time and energy.
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Love is like a rose,
It's Beautiful,
Yet it stings,
And if you don't tend to it,
It will wilt away.
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Love is like a rose,
It's Beautiful,
Yet it stings,
And if you don't tend to it,
It will wilt away.
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