Foxie scribbles 2.0
Not but a simple servant bound cast from heaven never found now i walk this lonely lake alone a pit of fire my own home my soul was tired and my feet were worn my fault not but a promise sworn now with mind alight with burning reason heaven will fall
A New Beginning...?
And as the chair toppled from under his worn feet he barely felt the tightening of the rope. the eyes were closed on this soul so desperate, and he felt free. not happy... but free...
Final days
._ _she speaks to me in kindness,kissing my acid worn mouth._ _maybe i just needed love and this was destiny's way of finding it for me.'_ the nurse sighed and traced her feather tip around the sloppy,barely legible writing.
Sadness
But after hours of the unrelenting assault you realize that your will has worn down, your resolve has dissolved, eroded away by the never ending crash of the waves. ground down to the finest sand and then, at that lowest point, you give in.
Mousetrap Binary
I get a rise from slipping in slip into a skin i've never worn thinking 'twould be better if my soul were shorn from empty form, while playing to an empty norm.
A pride birthday
Previous visits had made the both of them feel a bit old and worn out, but this time he felt invigorated. he dared to buy a flag cape, making him and cameron stand out among the older couples. "so, do i i look like a superhero or what?"
I've Lost Count of the Homes That I Have Lost
My years have worn onto the age i ought to put down root, or else accept my roots are all stillborn and never may my life look to bear fruit. perhaps if i were wise, i'd wed the road. i'd walk the night's limininal liberty.
Look beneath the mask
The cold barrier that is the mask i'm being smothered who you see and who i am are two different people you can't see the tears running down my face you never look beneath the mask i'm breaking apart so many masks i'v worn
Vis me?
I think i've about worn out my 'welcome'. suppose i should get out of their hair."_
Live life.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools; if you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on
Star Wars: Dark Mandate - Prologue
Great monolithic statues, although worn down by the planet's harsh sand and harsher beasts, still stood proudly, against all odds, near the entrances of long collapsed tombs and tunnels.
Kaotic beginnings - A Kaos Army story - Chapter 11
It was rough and uneven, but a clear path of steady foot traffic had worn a smooth trail ahead, meandering through the larger boulders and pools of moisture that dripped from above.