Oh, and while I'm out, look at these people (go ahead and ignore if you already do, lol):


Linguistically SpeakingPluperfect angels crumble to dust Sightless eyes keeping watch over the past Completed wings lose countless feathers Stone robes wear away in the wind, Revealing nothing but more stone underneath.Linguistically Speaking
Perfectly, heaven fell and it couldn't keep watch Over its stone guardians of the earth; Preoccupied with their own problems, A vain attempt to stay on high.
Future perfect chaos eats away At the pluperfection of the present, Wearing away at the angels In the same way as it wears away at order; The imperfection of stability is secured.
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"Salad is what food eats..." - Mikey Robins
...and then John was a zombie
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Time slows and I take your hand.
I hold you as we lose control.
Together our hearts beating so hard,
Hold on, baby, we're almost home.
-Ludo, "Part IV, Morning in May"
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Time slows and I take your hand.
I hold you as we lose control.
Together our hearts beating so hard,
Hold on, baby, we're almost home.
-Ludo, "Part IV, Morning in May"
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The group for all Songwriters and Poets!
~lyriclub
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Time slows and I take your hand.
I hold you as we lose control.
Together our hearts beating so hard,
Hold on, baby, we're almost home.
-Ludo, "Part IV, Morning in May"
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The group for all Songwriters and Poets!
~lyriclub
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BT.
"The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away."
Robert M. Pirsig
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle maintanance
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MAP... director to all travellers; image of all destinations... graphic versions of all places to explore...
...the wonders of my world...
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