

The History of the Human RaceThe History of the Human Race:The History of the Human Race
History repeats itself The cycle stays the same Time will always heal the wounds But never halts the game
We liberate, discriminate This house of cards is built on scars Morality, brutality I can't bear this duality
God save us


Dear AncestorsDear Ancestors. I have been thinking of you recently. Of your lives, and where you might all be. Where your bodies lie. Softly sleeping under the earth. Or already decomposed to rejoin the natural world. Were you kind, or cruel? Tyrants or laborers? Who are you? Did you help to deliver the world to peace? Or did you help crash it down into war? And from where did you originate? Dear ancestors. I eagerly await your reply.Dear Ancestors


what is it to grow.i'm over the mountains and cold kisses, colder hands gliding, flying, running escaping myselfwhat is it to grow.
i'm past that, really
it's okay if you don't talk anymore i don't want to hear it, don't need the crying, laughing, faking blaming on "coping mechanisms" blaming for everything
i'm really over the past the fighting
i feel ready to love again hold her, tell her care, caress, adore commit to something new commit myself to someone new - - - - -
i find myself rewriting unsent notes to say
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Sincere,
"Sin cera" meaning "without wax".
And I'm confident you won't: your work really is excellent!
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Life is good.
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You'll regret it all;
Living behind your wall
You'll never fall in love if you don't fall at all...
You'll never fall in love if you don't risk it all...
--Lost Prophets
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Precaution, The Butterfly King.
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I think about you leaving, now the avalanche cascades and my eyes get washed away in chain reactions
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Life is good.
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I think about you leaving, now the avalanche cascades and my eyes get washed away in chain reactions
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