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If my deer act strange it's because; -may be important-

-read more if you don't get pissed off by self pity-
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GUESS WHO GETS THEIR LAPTOP BACK FROM THE SHOP ON MONDAY

IS IT ME?
IS IT?
COULD IT?
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c a s t a w a y (fanwriting for Exile)

all your fears
and your regrets
Because it's not always the s i n n e r s
who are punished.
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I'm sick so

my deer may be unresponsive and or moody.
it's just a bad cold I think, but it's very unpleasant all the same ;-;
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Dreams of dying worlds

This place.
Which seems so alive
Can you
Couldn't you
Can't you
Feel it
dying around you.
all around you?
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Cold

Don't know why I'm so
"Cold"
Takes a lot to make someone so
"Cold"
doesn't it? The warmth here is nice, but I do miss the
"Cold"
I suppose I'll always be a slave to the
"Cold"
Not much you can do to stop it once the
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Did anyone even hear them. (Vent writing) (auto music)

"What is the point of it all..."
The dancing, the chasing, running, resting, their prayers, did anyone even hear them?

Probably not.
Not that something like that would stop them, those whom are secure in their faith are hard to convince that their motions are merely self satisfying motions to carry them through the day.

How foolish.
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Stream of consciousness.

the edge of a mirror.

cold.

muffled.

like the flutter of a nightingale's wing.

like Snow.

Falling.

Cast into a world without sin for his sins.
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