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Ten Minutes After Two by ~Tamuril-Marie:iconTamuril-Marie:



Cold and open
Falling to the floor
But why should it matter if you catch me
My mind can no longer stray
To the useless depression that kills me

Cold and open
Longing for the floor
Of course you reached out and caught me
But I've been here, without you, before
And this new place only confounds me

Cold and closing
Forced to the floor
I need you to let go of me
As my mind escapes and I walk away
My desires need to be freed

Curled and closed
My commitment has ended
And so has my understanding
While i desire your catch
I'd purposely fall
To know if I am mistaken
:icontamuril-marie:

Author's Comments

bleckity bleck bleck...i'm such a hypocrite, i use the internet and possessions, bleckity bleck bleck.....i fucking hate myself....

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People have to use possessions to survive. If not we would be monkeys. The honey covered stick was a good thing. The Internet and stuff you own can be good things too.

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Some refuse to be found in self pity. Others attempt to be remembered by their chosen path. Whether a person strives to be a priest or fights to not become a self prisoner or to be labeled. A person is still a person. Everyone is living different stories.
:icontamuril-marie:
yeah....something like that T_T

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Just once in my life, I think It'd be nice...just to lose control just once...

Lose Control - Evanescence

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