All you can see is the surface
Just a mere shell
Only a cocoon
My soul is an ever shifting maze
Full of colored thoughts
In layerstwisting and bending
The surface is a lie
Do you understand
That sometimes it seems like an endless rain
When suddenly it stops even if you expect it to
Sometimes it's like a beautiful nightmare
That never seems to end
The surface
Only you can see
The non existing layers of me
The maze of colors that form my shell
What do you see
When you look at me
Look at me
And see what I see
Colored thoughts in a shifting maze
Expressing my soul
Do you understand
That sometines it seemes like an endless darkness
Witch suddenly turns into emptyness
even if you don't want it to
Sometimes it effects the surface
Like scars that never seem to fade away










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There is sweetness in decay.
my brushes and crap [link]
Thanks
Simon
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Here's a challenge for all of you who read this. Tell a girl in your life (relatives and "significant others" (I.E.-girlfriends) don't count) that she's beautiful. (read the first paragraph of my journal and You'll see why.
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"Now, Johnny. Sometimes, a magical wizard will fall in love with another magical wizard. And their wands will touch. And magic will happen. But not babies."
Doug Benson, on how to explain Dumbledore's homosexuality to children.
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where did you go
where will you be
in this dream of mine
in this nightmaer of mine
waiting for you to apear
waiting for the end of time
in this eturnal sleep
in this grave of mine
dead to you
dead to me
dead to the world
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+|| "(..)I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath
A waste of breath the years behind(..)" ||+
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where did you go
where will you be
in this dream of mine
in this nightmaer of mine
waiting for you to apear
waiting for the end of time
in this eturnal sleep
in this grave of mine
dead to you
dead to me
dead to the world
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Here's a challenge for all of you who read this. Tell a girl in your life (relatives and "significant others" (I.E.-girlfriends) don't count) that she's beautiful. (read the first paragraph of my journal and You'll see why.
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listen to my band Maths
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where did you go
where will you be
in this dream of mine
in this nightmaer of mine
waiting for you to apear
waiting for the end of time
in this eturnal sleep
in this grave of mine
dead to you
dead to me
dead to the world
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