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Confusion flares again
Inflamed and left alone
Stuck between love and sin
A lost cause; a lost hope
Lost within the maze
Of ever wandering eyes
Looking for a face
One you'll recognize
You say we are wrong
We're unnatural
Have you ever been alone?
Have you ever felt at all?
Never tried to know
Never tried to care
All around the soul
Making siege there
Little town; chains of fear
Someday we will die
We will not be buried here
Far from you we'll fly
Inflamed and left alone
Stuck between love and sin
A lost cause; a lost hope
Lost within the maze
Of ever wandering eyes
Looking for a face
One you'll recognize
You say we are wrong
We're unnatural
Have you ever been alone?
Have you ever felt at all?
Never tried to know
Never tried to care
All around the soul
Making siege there
Little town; chains of fear
Someday we will die
We will not be buried here
Far from you we'll fly
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Literature
I am weird
We were doing something, it was an exercise I didn't want to do. But the marines were decididng something.
Marines: ok we'll give the winner a sourpach kids. What should we do with the slow people.
Me: SACRIFICE ALL THE SLOW ONES!! WE WON'T NEED THEM!! *then I laughed creepily*
Everyone just looked at me weirdly. And I have never felt so happy in my life. XD
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Relatable
“A pen is to me as a beak is to a hen.”
- J.R.R Tolkien
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Confusion At It's Best
Confusion At It's Best
I look in the sky on those late nights and see a crimson red sky wrapped around the building. Around six am after making my last patrol run through the building, I go into the bathroom to fix my hair so I look good when I am there to greet everyone as they come in.
I look into the mirror and what do I see?
A shadow lurking about behind me.
I look about but to my surprise, guess what I see.
No one is here with me.
I turn back to the mirror, what do I see?
I see yellow eyes in the mirror staring back at me.
I blink, turn some more lights, blink for my eyes to adjust and guess what I see.
The eyes of an animal run
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I like the last stanza best. "we will not be buried here" very awesome. unlike people who sing about being born in a small town and dying in it too... bruce springstein or whoever. I like your idea better.