Walk on...

ApocolypseMy hand quivers as i hold this knife the shiny blade removes my concentration and places my mindframe beneath my forefinger and thumbApocolypse
i stare into the emptiness of my shadow and ponder its story i think about its life its ups downs smiles and frowns i i steady my hand reach high and far then plummet the weapon deep inside my torso the fury is gone the tears are drying all that is left is my weary corpse bordered in blood.
Reflections
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~- D. REY -~
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Mr.Goi
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Don't search for beauty, it's all around you..
I would appreciate it if you would take a look at my Gallery.
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The new club in town: *Photo4People
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And thus I earned my doom.
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Life is just waiting around for the next disaster. The only consolation is, one of these times it'll be fatal.
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