Blurring the lines
between black and white,
good and evil,
pain and pleasure,
life and death.
The difference
between fire and ice,
night and day,
man and beast,
is lost on me.
I stare into the darkness -
or was it light? -
and realize:
there is no black,
no white,
no good,
no evil,
there is no pain,
no pleasure,
no life,
no death.
There are only shades of gray.
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people say im different~
~people say im strange.
but the reason that they say it~
~is because they're all derranged.
lol
"If the world around you doesnt fit, find the courage to break free!!"
Lovely poem as always.
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ACCOUNT MOVED TO ---> ~Captainoo
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I write for the same reason I breathe - if I didn't, I would die. ~ Issac Asimov
God was invented to explain the unknown. Now that we know it, why is there still a 'God'?
Even in death I cry,
silent tears of blood.
*RawEm0tion
X.spector.X
lol -> battles can't really be african american or irish, can they? =b
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I write for the same reason I breathe - if I didn't, I would die. ~ Issac Asimov
God was invented to explain the unknown. Now that we know it, why is there still a 'God'?
Even in death I cry,
silent tears of blood.
*RawEm0tion
X.spector.X
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people say im different~
~people say im strange.
but the reason that they say it~
~is because they're all derranged.
lol
"If the world around you doesnt fit, find the courage to break free!!"
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"i will cut your heart out with a spoon"
"why couldn't you be creative and said a sword"
"because it's dull it'll hurt worse"
Robin Hood
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