So yeah.. to all those who managed to not get their art deleted; i salute thee!!


My Dead RegretsI feel it throb, in my chest. Regret is awful, regret's the best.My Dead Regrets
I love this sense of misery and ignore the pain it brings i listen to my feelings as a nightengale that sings
High notes cheerful Low notes grim Hoping for a happy life even if the odds are slim
As a bird that spreads it wings, and sets to fly away.. I quit staring at the ground I'm not my feeling's prey to slay
I use my heel to crush its head, twist my foot until its dead Let it bleed, spill deep red. Ignore the tears that it may shed. &


A Walk Down Memory LaneEarly in the morning, it’s still dark outside and there’s little to do I drift my thoughts to memory lane Where they picture a beautiful youA Walk Down Memory Lane
A beautiful you with a smiling me Walking down that lane For everyone to see
Yet don’t be mistaken ‘bout memory lane It goes round and round in an infinite circle Where any search for reality is done in vain
Its a very long street with very few lights, Hardly any people And cold dark nights
Seemingly a peaceful place Its still a prison made of gold To lock out the cold truth F


Tear of the Cheerful ClownI want to write happy,Tear of the Cheerful Clown
i want to write jolly,
to able to frolic and play
and have all these things stay that way.
Reality is different,
reality is hard.
Real is this knife in my chest,
from the stab in my heart.
Happy is a dream.
But however it may seem,
Happy is a mere memory cursed
An eternal lie daily rehearsed.
Jolly is santa
That jolly old Saint Nick
Jolly is a deceitful old man
Who claims to do what no one can.
Curtains up,
and curtains down.
Don't be saddened
by this clown's fr


Rain dropsI see the windRain drops
adore the fog
and feel the rain
They can be soft
and remeniscent
for all the losses
and all the gain
But they can be hard
With a storm
With a hurricane
They can turn rampant
and go insane
I tap on my window
to make the raindrop fall
one tear among many
He cries for all
It falls down
and touches others on its way
Then they fall together
Where all the others lay
A tiny puddle of tiny tears
seems so tiny
when the weather clears
But
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Why worry..what importance does it have for eternity..?
Getting ready for my 5 week backpacking trip to australia. I'm so friggin anxious
How are you doing btw?
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A sleep inducing kick to the head would be a well earned reward...
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Jermain Wijnhard
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Congratulations Jermain!
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Why worry..what importance does it have for eternity..?
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