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leaving the pastGone are the days with such satisfaction, Continuous flow into the soul. Gone are the days of such negligible worries,
Secluded from the puerile mind. Gone are the days where there was not a need to divulge,
When naivete overpowers and everything was overt;blatant.
But alas! The days where we contradict quixoticism are here. Where we set precepts towards maturity, Things will never be surfeit, Timorous feelings couraged. leaving the past
by ~zenmusica

Never Coming Home.Gloomy music fills the air, The man wanders the room, To go, he does not know where, He just knows that he will be leaving.. Soon.
Staring at empty, enchanting walls alone, Crumple did his face, He hopes again and again to come home, But then again, it's by the Almighty God's Grace.
Swirls of lines and splashes of black, Stars give out the little gleams, He doesn't know when he'll be back, But he prays the night away it seems.
His eyes filled to the brim with tears, He took the box in his hand, His mind filled with horror and f Never Coming Home.
by ~zenmusica

scarce beatSad symphony of the strobe-like stars, Treacherous nights of darkened lights, Think again when you say there are no liars, Listen up girl, I'm telling you You have no rights.
Sinking ships and floating anchors, Water rising, cover your ears, Dream of faraway things, lovers Turn around now, do please Face your fears.
Brooding miasma in your face, Braiding cherry sticks, Grass-green eyes so versatile yet dazed, Nothing I can fix, Don't worry, you're mine.
Contradict my words, Brush your lips with cyanide, Then red it bloodr scarce beat
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The Lonely Tree
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DramaReading through your texts, I just can't seem to stop. I'm holding onto our memories,while my stomach's in a knot. As I'm laying here thinking of you, my heart starts to crack. But I really should be brave, because crying won't bring you back. Your smell is still around me, and your touch still lingers, I can feel you on my lips and your hand on my fingers.
With out you I'm lost, I just can't find my way. And if only you were here, I'd try and make you stay. My tears have finally stopped, and my cheeks beginning to dry, but there's something I can't answer, and my heart keeps asking Drama
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Krystle. (a.k.a. TJ)
23 October

I'm getting myself ready for the harsh yet amiable world.
We'll see what happens from there.

I love Shakespeare's work.

I think a little too much, it doesn't make sense in the end. (:

I hate debates [bleugh], it spoils my liver.

I'm an elmo collector [ihaveaplushyelmo,pen,notebook,miniatureelmo,mediumsizedbeanie
elmo]. <3 (whaaat? i can't help it, he's red, he's handsome, he's gorgeous, he's cute, he's adorable, he's cuddly, he's lovable, he has a pitchy voice AND he's from sesame street. hah, how many people could say that they're from sesame street anyway, right? ;D )

I'm in love with my Converse.
I don't know what I'd do without it.

I'm all out for my cat[hername'sCaramel], but not when she's hyper.

Got a new kitten, M.J..
Still getting used to him. (:

I whine with my dog [hisname'sRedd..cuz he's red.] when he whines. He doesn't bark.

Heart has been torn, stitched, and waiting for another tear. or not, if it's fate. (:

I get my inspiration from random things.

I am Krystle.me.myself.i.