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7/15/2013 1:15:40 PM
The descent	I was floating, only now I'm sinking, Now I'm only sinking, my past drags me, deeper and deeper into the abyss. I never drown, the cold water in my lungs never stops the heartbeat, I just sink. Never dieing, never slowing. For the dankness can not kill me, and cool water can not end my descent, It can only make me colder. It can only drag me deeper.
7/15/2013 1:18:24 PM
I dont want to think about that	So what if i smoke, i mean, who does it hurt? Why do you care what plant i choose to grow from the dirt. I just want to laugh again, I i just want to smile again for something other then a family photo. This is my crutch, this is how i cope.. This is how i tell my self that there is still hope, My obi-wan-kanobi, the only one who knows me. I don't know if your my savior but do believe your close, you keep me laughing, you keep me off a rope. mother why can't you see that this is so much more then dope. It leaves a sour taste now because I know you don't approve, there is so much worse things that i could use and abuse, Don't you remember my friend Dillon? Don't you remember the news? I knew he was getting into bad ****but i just ignored the clues.. fck, i don't want to think about that.... F*CK! I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT THAT! Maybe if i smoke this it will somehow bring him back..
7/15/2013 7:30:50 PM
The barrier and the bridge	The Edge. That a powerful word, what an amazing consent. The edge.. The moment before the fall. that couple of inches before life and death. before something different. Before discovering the answer to mankind's greatest question.. is there a life after you get pushed over. Is there something to look forward to as you fall, a light in the tunnel? The edge... is the barrier and bridge between worlds. Time and space, all fall to the power of the edge.. The amount of power in those few inches is god like. It gives me the itch.. like when I'm on the roof and its high up, but not that high up.. and i just get this itch to jump.. to see if i was right.. to see if i wouldn't brake anything.. to prove others wrong, and to prove myself right.. But i don't scratch it, because the edge is to much for me.. I cant conquer it... Only the fools challenge a God. Only fools try to answer the question early.
7/18/2013 1:36:29 AM
Please give feedback! (The Edge revised)	The Edge. That a powerful word, what an amazing consent. The edge.. The moment before the fall. That couple of inches before life and death. before something different. Before discovering the answer to mankind's greatest question.. is there a life after the edge? Is there something to look forward to as you fall, a light in the tunnel? The edge... the barrier and bridge between worlds. Those inches are what keep you caged to this world, those inches are the door. The door to death. Time and space, they all fall to the power of the edge.. The amount of power in those inches is God like. The edge has power over life and death, The edge knows the answer. It gives me this itch.. like, when I'm on the roof and its high up, but it's not that high up.. and i just get this itch to jump.. to see if i was right.. to see if i wouldn't brake anything.. to prove others wrong, and to prove myself right.. But i don't scratch it, because the edge is to much for me.. I cant conquer it... Only the fools challenge a God. Only fools try to answer the question early.
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