Don’t you know I’m a villain?
Every night, I’m out killing
Sending everyone running like children?
I know why you’re mad at me.
I got demon eyes… and they’re looking right through your anatomy,
Into your deepest fears.
Baby, I’m not from here,
I’m from the Nightosphere. To me, you’re clear… transparent.
You’ve got a thing for me, girl. It’s apparent.
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So something’s really off tonight and I feel weird kinds of bad… And then I just had to kill a spider that had a body size of my thumb and was all around huge. I feel bad cause I mean, spiderbros, but at the same time, I didn’t know if it could bite anyone and didn’t wanna take the risk. It did freak me out though.
I was gonna write a love poem
tonight, but I got too tired.
I’d rather just translate it into
sleeping beside you.Can I draw it into your
hands?
Can I place it on the side
of your neck?We could work on it together.
Close your eyes within
my arms: I’m sure we can
think of something good.
That moment of harmony that rests on the edge of a cliff.
A tree grown into a balanced state of peril,
Where the wind is too soft only applying gentle kisses,
And the earth grips with a hand made to hold and love.
These are moments most precious when everything works orchestrating a symphony of emotions that fringe into reality and leave us juxtaposed into perseverance…
So why is it I want to smash and deconstruct the memory…
Like a Lego completion watch it shatter.
Maybe that way I won’t have to worry about the bubble popping and losing it’s charm,
Because if I break this bliss I’ll have no one else to blame.
I live to hope that one day I’ll get to rest in more fertile, safe lands.
But am I brave enough to take the chance, make the move, afford the change?
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Frozen for three hundred years loss of contact from all my peers loneliness sets and the dead and damned placed bets.
Ah three days of survival, It’s all past the future lacks revival.
No phoenix down to resonate the sounds that would recreate birds singing oceans breathing trapped alone only grieving.
Spiral trap this is spinal tap nightmares unending hella cryptic in a land apocalyptic I get specific no time to line break gotta take every chance to make and shake these old bones declassfy these worn tomes. Cast spells, water wells, fire storms and air adapts
The Earth is wheezing ready to lapse.
Last stand, check please
Mother earth get off your knees
Rise like the setting Sun it’s almost done they’ve almost won and there’s no exposition, I’m fishing for reason but only missing. Gotta return home that’s the mission.
took off my belt and my pants seriously fell down while I was walking I’m living in a sitcom
4th place!!! YAY! I just gotta keep dis steam up!
