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lonely roadslonely roads by ~auraginx
i was never really one for alcohol, but
they say happiness is at the bottom of the bottle.
well i'm there and i'm still miserable as ever
while i drown in thick fluids of wishful thinking.
and for the first time, i realized something;
how unhappy i have become
and i'm still stuck here with nothing
but silent screams and empty pleas.
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this town is nothing but a maze
of lonely twisted roads that taunt
unsuspected victims to lose themselves.
the dim street lights and dead silence
aid them and submerge the vulnerable,
numbing senses and tormenting the soul.
this town takes no pity on the unfortunate
and will trap anything and e


irony is you "it's ironic. how the water is so shitty, yet, it's so beautiful."irony is you by ~auraginx
i sit there, in the seat next to her. thinking about what i've become- what we've become.
in regard to me, she's a master optimist... and me? i'm the petty pessimist.
the Sun beams down on the jet-black car, in which we are enclosed, and everything else too. and as the chaos in my mind runs amuck, the voice, it gets angrier. it keeps telling me these things, these things i don't want to believe. as i untangle one knot within the chaotic network of encrypted thoughts, two more knots are created, and thus, a loop is created. a little hell, within my mind.
the heat, it seems
.illuminate. by ~auraginx

they'll leave himthey'll leave him by ~auraginx
they'll leave him,
oh, they'll leave him.
as temperatures drop
and the air grows thin
northern currents come flowing in.
they loosen their grips,
and their colors turn.
on an evening so quaint
the sun just above the horizon line
seeming to stretch across the sky,
they say their goodbyes
as they leave.
they lose their grip
and their colors burn-
gracefully they dance
in a free-fall; twisting and turning,
swooping and swaying
until they land in the distance
and waltz away.