jerika-coriWhisper

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EndlessThe past year seems nothing more then a blur, constant changes, and endless faces, where did our time go, / Something lost, / Once something with potential, you turned your back and walked a dead trail, you’ll see her face and the world turns a dull gray, you’ll end your days with nothing but endless memories,
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May 17, 2011
devotionTo wander these empty streets, / One must wonder, / Why we wander,
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May 17, 2011
SpillYou kinda make me sick, / Anger boils, chokes, and spills outward, forward, onward, / The promises taste like lies,
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Mar 24, 2011
A LeapFall into the sea, / Drown in the sky, / A world of nothing,
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Mar 21, 2011
The WallsTo the writings that belong on the walls but whisper in our shadows, the darkness will be our out, And the demons will come, With endless triumph we dance among the fools graves,rejoice in the endless sky, The moon shines with compassion, We worship her grace, We whisper words on the walls, And bare our shadows,
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Mar 20, 2011
The Rot Of WorryWorry eats my gut, / The zombie stance we all assume, / Has pulled you under,
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Mar 20, 2011
The heatWith adventures that never seem to last, I miss you already, Never grown so attached while fighting, Words seem to get lost when I speak, And sleep drags beneath, But the cold holds me to, The heat of yesterday has departed, my dreams with it, my skin remembers, my mind in replay, I'm drifting in the heat.
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Mar 19, 2011
UnfinishedSubmerged. Your scent lingers and Makes the dreams heavy. my eyes fight, and the mind folds. You bring the winds you bring the rain. The circles never yielding. Let's end the war that's been raging. The unfaithful we have paid past the due of the cautionary tale we wandered. Wasted faith on the lost. You never failed, something unbroken to hold. I dream of hope, Unspoken. The hope, lies hidden in the truths we never utter.
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Mar 14, 2011
DeceitYou let the smoke surround you and the alcohol slide right through you. The demons fight for what's left to stand alone. The battle rages and you lose all sense. deteriorating,wasting. Dream of goodbyes, and spit on the faith. Hope brings the weak, and hate brings the hopeless. The death of a loved one and the retreat of the balance we keep. Words spill out of your mouth like ***** nothing but untruths and deceit.
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Mar 12, 2011
The Shades of PurpleThe shades of purple, / develop the words, / Running wild into the night,
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Mar 12, 2011
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