

BalanceHow can this balance exist, A forced truce between two unwilling parties?Balance
Lust and passion Fury and vengence Both are equally present here.
How can this balance hold?
Night and day no longer exist Past and present are irrelevant terms. My weight is slipping against your strength.
Don't let me fall away.
Don't let this balance break.


EvictionE v i c t i o n.Eviction
The word stares me in the face. Death on my tongue. Fire in my eyes. Fury on my lips.
He has evicted me from his heart.
P a i n.
Sorrow has known no bounds before this. My soul is bleeding. And he doesn't care. I am broken.
H a t e.
He did this to me. But I cannot hate him. Not yet. Not ever. It is not strong enough for this feeling. I need something more.
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Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
~ E.L. Doctorow
Whenever you think your life is over, you have to realize that's the signal that a new era is beginning.
- =Snow-Machine
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His eyes...that's where hope lies. That's where blue skies always meet the sunrise. His eyes...that's where I go...when I go home.
allow me to welcom you to deviantArt!!
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All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.
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