RegretHe stalks through the dark, In the recesses of our minds. He slides past in a coating of oil, Leaving nothing but a toxic mark. He’s been through us all.Regret
As slimy as he is, to some he can fly Like a Raven, so free but the sign of demise. He lurks as a savior to some, Someone to blame for those who do not embrace his brother. He is in us all.
He hides behind his veil of hate, Hate for ourselves and what we’ve done. Slowly, when the begins to sun shine in, He blocks out the light and descends you to darkness. He is the light’s bane.
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Rainy PhilosophyRain hits the window one drop, two, many more follow each one set on a journey which requires more understanding then I allow I envy the short life of the raindrops though pretty they are while falling inspireration for many a poem and story many a dark emotion many many tears Rain has to be one of the lease loved of the weather conditions though through the dark, wet day the kind of days where children stay inside to play is a much greater purpose each drop spreads water and moisture to the world feeding plants streams rivers the oceans... &Rainy Philosophy
Kyou 
don't think you know me too much..but
yeah..I'm erin bacon..
just stubled across ur page. saying hi!!
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Ich bin unterwegs
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Ich bin unterwegs
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by the way, I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING. I HAVE ICE CREAM TOO. but, i prefer yours. you know why? BECAUSE :]
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