

AcheThis ache beyond any mere bodily pain harder to explain and thus harder to heal eroding the shore of my soul one glittering grain of sand at a time I'm ill equiped for this fight clad softly in the gauze of dreams Faced with the evils of logic, morality, and confusion Wanting to pour out these feelings Knowing that giving them a voice will only make them louder How can I win a war in my own head? I look at you and see part of me but you won't give it back you can keep it if I can have you One chance is all I ask desperate to quell a fewAche
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Member of *FracMan.
~MyFractalStock
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The impeded stream is the one that sings.
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"We are all merely pawns,
On this mortal board of Chance:
Vagabonds of Fate,
Prisoners, of Circumstance."
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"Is it nice, my preciousss? Is it juicy? Is it scrumptiously crunchable?" ~ Gollum
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With my head in the clouds & my eyes on the ground,
even though I stumble I never fall down:
that is the öz way.
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