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reminisce innocence~ welcome :)
Knowledge can be thought of as corruption. Don't you miss they days when you were still innocent? Ignorance is bliss~ Navigate by clicking on the pictures. |
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What do I know? @ 5:54 PM ***** What is love but a rotting well, Into which the innocent are shoved. Defiled waters into which they fell Threatening to destroy everything they loved. Protected by a nimble bubble, Feeding countless lies into their eyes: Of a world so beautiful No one can resist its paradise. And yet when the haze dissipate They realise where they are: In a jail of sealed fate Where they are the eternal prisoner. Yet if they pop their paper thin prison, The poison all around will engulf, The unbearable stench of the toxin Will haul its victim into the abyssal gulf. Out of options to run or hide From the future to which they are bent, Sorrowful eternity is all that resides, As they become a victim of eternal torment. ***** |
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about me Oliver. Sometimes I strut around the house in my man-kini and fishnet stockings. Apart from that, I live under a rock. Girls are cute, boys are hot. Read if you want to, don't read if you don't want to. I have short hair. Is the world big or small? Are you and me significant or insignificant? Everything has two sides to it, discover both, make a statement unbiased. |
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