Deathshaker Twenty one years Crossed hearts and hoped to never die Slept crooked, and woke deaf and blind With pins and needles through the chest And foot, and mouth, and ******* head
Deathshaker Twenty one years To wake to dust and rot and ache To once loved noises, long replaced By crushing silence, bitter debts To lovers long dead
9:46am, December 6th 2013
You shake hands with death himself To rid yourself of old loves
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Falling out of love is a horrible experience. In this respect, I think apathy is my most damaging vice; worse than anger, hate, jealousy, malice. Life without emotion is no life at all.