Suggestions?So, do you have any song suggestions?
Like, specific songs that stick out.
Your favorites, or especially catchy ones.
A song that you listened to on repeat until you were completely sick of it.
That kind of thing.
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The Blurry BoyI thought I knew your smile but then my head had a syntax error and I forgot quite how words w o r k e d for a minute so I stifled the moment back down into all of the half-thoughts I always forgot again, and continued to walk on in a stupor. (Sometimes I feel like I can only walk one place in my mind.)The Blurry Boy
I thought I felt someone staring
as I practiced my handwriting on notes and
I was a great big bit paranoid to look backwards just in case I was going crazy And I punched my mental health card.
So sometimes my dreams, I ad
by ~Popcorn-Chicken
The FogThe masks we wear -The masks of jest come rapping by all Hallow's breast come bearing naught but plastic's best (and blinding by their readiness) do least to slake the void which gapsThe Fog
on the eve of blackest black.
The aim mislead from demons' bed comes wrought with flimsy raucousness A thin pretense to cut the hems while the fog surrounds their steads -a shroud which shields the prickling yield of being free from nightmares
The revelers revel and in their bliss are harder pressed to take notice as the masks we wear wear th
by ~Popcorn-Chicken
Amyby ~Popcorn-Chicken
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And then there was a blindingly beautiful funeral procession of butterflies-
~Godchild
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Finally the hills are without eyes. They are tired of painting a dead man's face red with their own blood. They used to love having so much to lose. Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins ~Bye, Bye Beautiful; Nightwish~
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Ah-heh heh, what? Heh heh, no. Heh wheh heh, you can't.
*whimpers like a little puppy in trouble.*
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Finally the hills are without eyes. They are tired of painting a dead man's face red with their own blood. They used to love having so much to lose. Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins ~Bye, Bye Beautiful; Nightwish~
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Ah-heh heh, what? Heh heh, no. Heh wheh heh, you can't.
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Finally the hills are without eyes. They are tired of painting a dead man's face red with their own blood. They used to love having so much to lose. Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins ~Bye, Bye Beautiful; Nightwish~
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