December 2007
The glass is half full
The glass is half empty
The glass is shattered in a million pieces
The glass is full of blood
His blood
Am I foretelling the future?
Will all be lost in the end?
How swee
My mind is empty from the thoughts of you.
Pictures of you are all I see as I gaze upon these walls.
From all the times you smiled,
laughed,
and held onto me.
Everything doesn't seem to be o
Seeing you glare
With such burning hatred;
I wonder to myself
Just how far it had all spread.
Your eyes bore into me;
Like two fires from hell;
"Why is this," I will ask,
You answer "Is it ha
My drained body falls to the damp ground
Mud, disgusting and insipid, splashes all around–(Like a Ferris Wheel)
It seems the acidic rain pours all heavenly
Onto my weak and bitter, wasted and nev
Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward. Whoever cannot take care of themself without that law is both. For a wounded man shall say to his assailant, "If I live,
Can this be true? Can this be real?
I'm sorry, I'm just so afraid to feel
My heart has been broken so many times
All these scars are proof of those crimes
It's so strange, when I see you, all I wa
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It had been a pretty good day for Tobias. Business was booming, and Toby need never worry about money again. He had a house, warm bed, food, money…everything he’d ever need.
But at what cost?