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Betrayals at Point BlankThey are coming against me. Each in dark figure with bead-like yellow eyes. The shadows match their skin. Inches into feet with every second. Coming towards me with their long slithering fingers and panting snarls with every breath and motion. I can see their rage. They hate me. They are helpless against the light and I've a fire they can only watch. The burning illuminates their fear. The ground has been covered and they are a length a way, but they cannot come any closer. It is forbidden. These shadows for beasts keep spewing lies in every effort and invitation to leave my circle. If I leave, they will come closer. They will touch me with tBetrayals at Point Blank
by ~willieBsnazzy
The Fire and The KnifeThe Salt keeps pouring into my wounds And it tastes so bitter I'm wasting away trying to find you In the midst of my hatred and heartfelt apologiesThe Fire and The Knife
I've got a lot of things burning in my chest But, not one of them burns as bright as you
So I'll cast my nets hoping to catch a little faith Believing that you love will outlive Evil words I say and the wicked thoughts I think
I've got a lot of things burning in my chest But, not one of them will ever burn as bright as you
Yet the salt still pours And the wounds still throb And oh, the bitter
by ~willieBsnazzy
momma said there'd be days...MOMMA SAID THERE'D BE DAYS LIKE THISmomma said there'd be days...
I walk such narrow lines With slight imperfection in my step I simply stumble into the markings of the fallen Desperate for recovery, I beg for a pardon
Gross miscalculation outweighs my will to do good I am broken and effort has trickled through my fingers If I had the strength I would use it If I had the words I would say them, but Only if I had the tongue and voice to carry
I marvel at such obscurity the hideous appearance of failure And Glorious recovery grace allows Reveal such glory to me dear Lo
by ~willieBsnazzy
The progressive nature of...The Rain and wind are calling our names The waves reaching for sweet embrace so fond of the salt in our lungs and the places we'll never belong An affinity for the forbidden It's why we always listen These deeds will always be wrong But you have to admit, it's quite a proposition So I think I'll wade a little deeper Just to feel the coolness on my feet I think I'll reach out for what I'm not supposed to feed You see, right now it's more to my liking The shore is a bit too dry, even though it's my calling I'll keep that in mind while I wait for the rising of the tideThe progressive nature of...
by ~willieBsnazzy
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- Current Residence: centralia
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- Favourite movie: Normally I would try to sound deep here, but I think I'm just gonna go with "The Pick of D
- Favourite band or musician: As Cities Burn, August Burns Red, The Chariot, Maylene and the Sons of Disaster
- Favourite genre of music: Good. Honest. meaningful.
- Favourite artist: Martin Hanford
- Favourite poet or writer: Cody Bonnette - Andrew Schwab - Clive Staples Lewis
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- Tools of the Trade: I play music and write words.
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Welcome to dA man!! This place owns. I hope you get something out of your time here. It's a great community with lots of possibilities.
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I don't want to know where I'd be without forgivness brushing these adultereous lips.
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