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Fat HamsterMy dear, Fat Hamster.
Your not fat but really skinny.
I sometimes worry about the foods that you've been eating.
I justed wanted say you are my world.
Supporting every mistake I've been pushed into,
Loving me depsite my face,
You've also kept a pretty good kissing pace
But the one thing I wanted to put is that no matter the pain,
No matter the patience....
You are more worth it than my own hallucinations.
You meltled away my misery,
You've made me soft -.-'
Believe me, there could be more dominance if you want.
I show that I'm mean,
I know I'm a grump!
Yet, those' crystal eyes make my world show a spark.
I love you, my Fat Hamster.
And... I'm sorry.
*I hate writing when I'm tired Xb*
Safety has no body.It's a myth really... That safety has a body. It could be your mom or dad... The park bench that lays near the playground. Your teachers or friends who stay by your side to give you a pat of the back...
Is that safety?
Where is it? I bring no confusion to others choice nor wisdom. I know what I know, but... do you?
It's safety that can never tell us to go away, or that we can run from the school bully and go home. To more instinct than reality to suffer the cold dawns for which never seem to end a day of warmth. Others have the mind to speak of safety as a guide that our lazy-selves can accomplish, but most say... no.
I am not lazy! I am not cruel! What are you to write this?! I got one answer to that...
Safety has no body. It's safety that teaches us to grow taller and balance on that small string we are forced to climb on in life. Don't fall. Because your incharge of your own safety.
What's my name.'Tis not in a name, that would shiver your spine unto the midnight. What is a name? Is it a person? A place? Thing? If so not, what is the point of such curiousity in things. We destroy to prevent and we prevent to destroy! Why this madness onto what brings dawn such a bright morning! Why not cherish your beliefs and sacrifices that makes you, you?
My name.... Your name.
Cause to this, my name has no name. What is the solution to a name? To call? To hug? To abuse? To the sickness of my blood, of others ingrateful attitude! I shall not give a name.
I have no regrets. I have no solution. But by God, man... give yourself another conviction, if so! Nor not follow my thoughts or prays! But don't judge me by character, judge me not at all of the midnight sky.
Forever it's you <3It comes from you
It's simply true.
Your the one for me
But nobody knows for sure.
I hear the complaints
I hear the chatter.
Can't folks mind there business!
Like there opinion matters!
I'm sure of this man
I know he's OK.
Forgive me, but shut the fuck up!
When did you care anyway?!
I love this man
He loves me.
And yes, there are others.
Don't don't feel the same that we feel against one-another.
I've heard your warnings
I've heard your concerns.
I'm gonna end this soon
I'm starting to get bored -.-
Good luck to those'
Who have a love in there heart.
But remember it isn't easy
You need to do your part.
Come alongCome lets play
Onto your greatest sorrow.
Where you can go places
Until your disemboweled.
Nobody grows and nobody cares
As long as your with me
You couldn't be more scared.
I'm bringing harm
Only my charm.
So come along with me
Unto your greatest sorrow.
Hear is a voice
That can never be told.
It tickles your ribs
And burns your coils.
Not everyone can understand
That great mom and dad
Did to you that made you mad.
Isn't there somebody willing to flee?
I can't imagine that painful sorrow
That your friends and family
Brought back from the street.
It can shiver
It can boil.
But nothing could EVER turn your shit spoiled.
You found it? Yes.
No go away.
You ruined my fun all because...
You didn't want to play.
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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