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  • toothpicksandjokes 2w

    chaos and art

    He said, if you love her let her go.
    So she stole my tears and my heart, walked as she watched me falling apart.
    I wonder, will someone ever get my soul right?
    You see it's mixed with chaos and art with a dash of darkness in the heart.
    There is no way to keep it apart.
    You take it whole or nothing at all.
    I guess that is why so many just watch me fall.
    Every mistake makes me stronger yet every heartbreak makes me colder...
    This whirlwind of thoughts make my mind just move in slow motion.
    I am dancing in an ocean of madness, under red skies painted by the blood moon lighting my way.
    I wish you'd had the courage to stay.


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  • toothpicksandjokes 3w

    Silence

    A relaxing yet devastating force.
    Listen to the silent voices,
    before thier hearts become the source.


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  • toothpicksandjokes 3w

    I keep my demons caged
    so that I can learn
    to control them.


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  • toothpicksandjokes 5w

    Silence

    My voice drowning... listen.
    I hear your high horse... listen.
    Your voice conceal your insanity... listen.
    I hear the vanity... listen.
    Find me in the silence of your noise
    ... listen!


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  • toothpicksandjokes 5w

    My voice

    Lost in darkness
    no shadow, no noise
    surrounded by silence
    so peaceful, my choice
    this is my garden, my power
    my voice.


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  • toothpicksandjokes 5w

    Wildfire

    Her red locks danced in the wind
    like a midnight flame.
    Capturing her very essence.
    Playful, strong, dangerous,
    beautiful
    like
    Wildfire.


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  • toothpicksandjokes 5w

    Follow me

    Come follow me, follow me down this rabbit hole.
    It's narrow and covered in thorns but it's the only way to the dark corners of my soul.
    So come, let it swallow you whole.
    Feel the embrace of my memories in every thorn, every feeling as you breathe in the damp earthy air on your way down to the dark corners of my soul.
    You said, let me in.
    So come now, don't give in.
    I don't build a wall, no they are not scary at all.
    No, a narrow tunnel that rips your skin and steals the wind until there is nothing but darkness reeling you in.
    So thick you can feel it like heavy rain.
    That is the path you must go when you say, let me in.
    First understand my pain to fully grasp why I love to dance in heavy rain.
    If you only want the light at the center...
    Then darling, I'm sorry, don't bother to enter.


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  • toothpicksandjokes 6w

    Why are we whispering?
    ssssh, my heart will hear you!


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  • toothpicksandjokes 6w

    We all struggle, some more, some less.
    To those that can't see the end...
    I see you my friend and I need you here.

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    at last.

    I walk my own path even when I take a wrong turn I stay true and see it through.
    I was brought up good, nice home, tight friends, family, love. All it takes is one bad choice and you find yourself at the bottom of a hole. I've been spending a decade to get out of mine, I did my time, paid my dues and right now I feel karma could give me a minute or two.
    Depression, gaming, violence and booze.. was not addicted to the escape but rather the confident boost..
    It's all in the past, this is me bleeding the story.. at last. We all have different ways to cope, stay afloat.. my aim is not to survive but live and finally fly. I am broken but healing and that feeling keeps me going.
    My body is covered in scars, stories of the old ways, a reminder to not repeat those mistakes.

    Listen before the voices go silent.


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  • toothpicksandjokes 6w

    How do you contain a demon that is you?
    I keep the very thing I do best locked away, like a treasure chest at the bottom of the sea.
    Hoping that no one will endure his thirst for vengeance again, me.

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    Wolves

    I am covered in scars from stories past,
    each cut a page in my struggle to be free.
    Feared by the many, loved by the few.
    Insane, mental, fearless. .. out of control.
    Aye, most stories be true.
    I did break bones, even chewed on a few.
    My eyes do become black as I stare right through, they say they feel pure hatred washing over you.
    I was a beast.
    Your sticks and stones were nothing but toothpicks and jokes compared to the pain I inflicted on folks.
    I have taken control, keep him locked,
    deep down in the darkest
    corner of my soul.
    Dorment, not dead.
    He whispers, I listen.
    I am trying not to feed him.
    I want to be free but you see... so does he.

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