El mar no duerme
PirateFATE eludes our eyes once again.
Forbidden to be known, it slips when caught. TWIST.
Written in eternal stone, it fools and molds
these eyes like clay, to be read like written tomorrow. Because...
like wet clay shatters, influence permeates our will, our perception, our hearts. We change without notice. TWIST.
Nor enemy, nor friend, nor ally, it purposelessly betrays and stampedes over our certainty, our desires, our pains. TWIST.
Like birds and wind caught in a storm of uncertainty. While some use their wings and hearts to navigate the winds, others let the winds carry their wings and hearts into abysmal blissfull promises.
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Let the rain pour, let the thunder roar.
oh, and shut up.
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Let the rain pour, let the thunder roar.
oh, and shut up.
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some people are like slinkys; they don't really surve any perpuse but always bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.
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~*Stains*~
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Me: Look,someone put gum on the window!
Scarlett: Wait. Thats gum? I thought it was a snail.
Me: A pink snail???Where are we, wonderland?
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I wish my grass was emo so it can cut itself.
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