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Dreams of FacesAll around me, I can see them staring deeply into my eyes. They cry, they laugh, they frown, they scream, but they all look desperate. Desperate for an escape, desperate for a hope, desperate for a dream. They want to return to a regular life, but there never was one. They’ve all experienced pain, loss, pity, anxiety, and a slew of other emotions first hand. The world has steadily hacked them down inch, by inch, by inch until all that is left is a stump of a man. So much of them has deteriorated that all that is left are their faces, full of emotion, but lacking in hope.Dreams of Faces
Above them all looms a
by ~saje86
Around the CornerHave you ever had that feeling, Where you crave affection and comfort? It tears at you, always pulling never ceasing, Like a burning fire, consuming everything, until nothing is left.Around the Corner
You always know it’s there, Though you may not know quite why. It leaves an empty hole, Searing with agony.
It leaves behind a hollow husk of what it once was, Blowing in the wind. It can destroy a person, Leaving them blinded and devoid of existence.
Yet when you find it, A joyous and cheerful feeling overwhelms you
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DreamsDreamsDreams
Like water through cupped hands, They drip, drop and pour. A little hits the pool below, And thus ripples form.
Like the sands of time They slip away all too fast. Before you know it, they are gone And all that was is past.
Like fantasies they are rapidly created And forgotten just as quickly, For once the day has come, they are gone, Leaving you confused, dazed, and sleepy.
Like strands of life They form, meld, and intertwine, Joining, breaking, twisting, turning, All too much for the human mind.
Lik
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Lottery SequelThe stones hit. After the first few, Tessie didn’t really feel them anymore. She had gone numb. Distantly, she could sense the stones touching her, but it felt gentle, soft, almost as though it were not there. She then blacked out.Lottery Sequel
The town held a short funeral service, as was custom. Lottery winners were to be given nothing extravagant, but were still to be honored as they had sacrificed body, mind, and spirit for the people. The Hutchinson’s shed no tears that day; Tessie had done what was expected as a member of the community. They admired her dedication rather than felt saddened by he
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- Current Residence: Somewhere on Earth, sometimes
- Interests: Anime, writing, literature, computers
- Favourite band or musician: Bah, too many too list
- Favourite genre of music: See above
- Operating System: Windows XP, gaming platform of choice
- MP3 player of choice: Winamp, winamp, winamp, it really whips the llama's a**
- Skin of choice: Pill, so small and functional
- Favourite game: Super Smash Brothers: Melee
- Favourite gaming platform: Computer
- Favourite cartoon character: Ayanami Rei
- Tools of the Trade: Keyboard, stress, boredom, and a nice cup of tea
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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