

my life, according to proseThe etch of black ballpoint pen creating images that can barely express how I truly feel inside.my life, according to prose
The tug of a razor the blood that pulses in my veins is what keeps me alive, yet is my only death.
The words that flow from my mind to the paper are my only connection to reality my only outlet, to show how I feel.
I can't say in words exactly how I feel, and I can't speak through this
mask of pain. Nobody knows me Nobody cares.
The ink of a pen, the sealed graphite of a pencil only released by


Silence Kills .:One Shot:. It wasn't the same. Nothing seemed to be anymore - not school, not band practice, nothing was. Ever since the incident, everything had changed, most everything for the worse. Frank walked down the empty sidewalk hearing the rhythmic beat of his Converse hitting the ground. The cold October wind made him cold, and his cheeks were red. Ever since what happened with Gerard it was weird, awkward even. People looked at him differently, and treated him like he was a different person. He found it to be obnoxious and irritating He looked up to the dark sky. The puffy gray clouds circulatedSilence Kills .:One Shot:.
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ಠ_ಠ Son, do you KNOW what I have in my pocket?
If your boyfriend sparkles, you're doing it wrong.
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What I've felt.
What I've known.
Turn the pages, turn the stone.
Behind the door,
Should I open it for you?
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It's not that i loved ceaser less, but that i loved rome more!
~Darker than BLACK~
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It's not that i loved ceaser less, but that i loved rome more!
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