

My Temporary PhaseI wrote the letters, Saying goodbye. I spoke the words, That told you my last. I took my heart, And gave it to you.My Temporary Phase
What do I say? What do I say? You run to me, And tell me it’s not farewell. You run to me, And let the walls, Surrounding me and my life, Crumble. So it’s not so quiet anymore, It’s not a secret.
So ready, So prepared, To let that blade, Run across my life, And take it away.
So ready, So prepared, To never ever see you again, And to let you go, So I could too.


Half-snapped Tree Branchit's nights like these when all i can think about is hanging out over the river where no one knows my name and it's all the same, all the same tie a knot, start the game, and save the rest for another day when hot water can't cleanse my mind and metal scrubs have lost their shine on the wings of this butterfly who drifts so low to the ground and refuses to make a sound even when she's taken down by vicious winds that tear her around and tear me apart at the seams, at the seams and i'm lost in my dreams where i scream and i screamHalf-snapped Tree Branch
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If life gives you llama, make llamanade
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This Signature Is A Figment Of Your Deranged Imagination.
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I really believe there are things nobody would see if I didn't photograph them
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the new me: SecretSynapse
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This is a [link] straight to my gallery. Click it, you know you want to.
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