May 9, 2012
How does someone begin to be brought up into this world. Challenging with the ways thy live by everyday. Transcending every breath into a risk of the mater of life and death. Every footstep crossing the line of the descending dark shadows in all of the choices layed out in front of you. Mocking your steps, making you gradually be pulled by their supernatural force to conceive your soul through their eyes. Every heartbeat fluttering for that single ounce of blood to floe through your veins. Waiting until the moment it darkens and you fall.

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smileallthetime said...
May 13, 2012 at 11:55 pm
This has shown me that ther are stil lots of goodness in dark. Not the old black and white but and in between, grey.
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