

chase.the snow is a barrier between me something beyond. the white knife stabs through the ink of night and into me, shaking my bones to the core.chase.
my blood vessels pop and leak over my frozen bones, the red falling out under my nail bed and leaving small drops of blood onto the cold blanket and is quickly tucked away.
i see nothing as night covers my eyes with her hand
but i feel the snow as it climbs upon my weakened shoulders like the burden of you which was too hard for me to hold
my knees buckles under me, sending me into the ground with a wail of a cry


frozen arrows.quietly alone, perched is the sparrow. sitting upon her mountain throne.frozen arrows.
around her is a coat made of diamonds, sparkling like snow
around her are crumpled petals of roses tossed in the wind like her lost heart.
she opened her mouth and sings a song of sweet sorrow.
her wings are pressed into the snow
as if they were burdened with the icy frost.
her wings are so thin as if the bones in her skin faded away.
alone, the sparrow will cry as her demon watches watching and waiting for her to come home to him.
but she does not leave he
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| I'm a rather meaningless thing. I don't particularly have a purpose in life, or a main goal, or a plan for what I'm going to do tomorrow, because it'll be the same thing I did today. I am a creature of routine because it leaves room for my mind to wander aimlessly because I'm a rather meaningless thing. |
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Science...the ultimate mind fuck...
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I do not want to return riddled in dust of defeat, but to return flying on haze of the llamas.
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Science...the ultimate mind fuck...
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I do not want to return riddled in dust of defeat, but to return flying on haze of the llamas.
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Science...the ultimate mind fuck...
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