"Thoughts Occur"
With my pen pressed to page,
My mind takes the stage,
Like water across a shoal,
As is this window to my soul.
This is how I stress my rage,
At being locked within a cage,
And how I vent my cries,
Of how a loved one slowley dies.
But it also lets loose fear,
And makes misery dissapear,
These words can be my toy,
Bringing forth love and hope and joy.
They can also make things clear,
Such as all that I hold dear,
So now I let my pen take flight,
And shed to my thoughts some light.
Thoughts Uccur
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Thoughts Uccur
I'm thinking about not thinking which when you think about it really makes the whole thing kind of thoughtless.
~Bardolan, Elder of the Legacy of Stolen Tears -- http://www.stolentears.net
Deadness Confirmed: You've got Corpse.
~Bardolan, Elder of the Legacy of Stolen Tears -- http://www.stolentears.net
Deadness Confirmed: You've got Corpse.