Thursday, April 7, 2011
Relationship issues
Crack! All of a sudden, he felt a gentle but violent breeze go by his clean shaven face. He ducked down and stumbled into the middle of the aisle. The crowd gave a loud gasp but the awe struck man paid no attention. he was too focused on the small rubber puck that lay to the side of his girlfriend. Quickly he dove onto it before the other fans flocked to it. He managed to right himself amongst the scuffle and held his prize up high as he was applauded by the entire arena. As he basked in his glory paramedics rushed to the aid of his girlfriend, her eye gushing blood like the breached levies in New Orleans. He turned around only to notice her in a stretcher being taken the aisle. He shrugged and continued to watch the rest of the game without leaving to check on her. When he arrived home at 2am he was greeted by the empty closet space once occupied by his formes lover's belongings. She wasn't coming back. When later asked if he regreted his actions, re replied, "not at all, it was the playoffs!"
Friday, April 1, 2011
SA2 Reign Supreme- Saving Grace
born alone, i'm always trying and failing
to escape the slowly sinking feeling
i have worn like a weighted crown of thorns
can we share this burden of being born alone?
we fucking die alone
no words can change what's written in stone
so i fall, fall down to my knees
oh god save me from the hands of my fellow man
but no one can save me from this path i've chosen now
to leave those empty words behind, i can't be saved
crashing bores and lifeless whores, all that surrounds
and the hunter becomes the hunted down, trust in doubt
trust in nothing but a reckless abandon
and the hunter becomes the hunted down, so save yourself
and if you spit, i'll swallow every bitter taste
buried so deep inside of me
this sovereign heart is my saving grace
could never be a part of something more
could never be a part of something worth dying for
and i'll live a life that doesn't mean anything
break the cycle, break those chains
but when i die, you'll sing songs that don't mean anything
break the cycle, break the chains
we all die alone
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