The barriers that surpress my heart are not known to man. He does not understand what it feels like to be locked up in a cage full of monkeys. Monkeys that are infested with lice, that are so calloused, that blood leaks from every output they have. They do not understand this agony. An agony.
What is a matter of dependancy of the human condition. Love? LOVE! That word sickens my heart for it does not contain the intensity that is required of such emotion. It does not avocate the despair and need this thing you call L-O-V-E holds.
My life is nothing but in my hands. And my hands are empty. A void so depicted on humanity that it shall never be filled. It is now the time, the time for us to take our hearts and glue them. To be connected as no other has. It is now the time to take your shield and send it off onto a voyage of no other. It is now the time to listen.
What is a matter of dependancy of the human condition. Love? LOVE! That word sickens my heart for it does not contain the intensity that is required of such emotion. It does not avocate the despair and need this thing you call L-O-V-E holds.
My life is nothing but in my hands. And my hands are empty. A void so depicted on humanity that it shall never be filled. It is now the time, the time for us to take our hearts and glue them. To be connected as no other has. It is now the time to take your shield and send it off onto a voyage of no other. It is now the time to listen.
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keithyboy20:
Heh, yeah that would be quite cool. Wish I had thought of that.
keithyboy20:
Probably good to not think about AMerican things. I try to avoid it at all costs, myself.