| An interesting angle of a bulimic girl vomiting into the toilet |
Tick: TockThe clock pulsates another second. My nails chip away at the edge of my sanity. Another ten seconds throb by. I glance hastily at the forbidden drawer. Tick; Tock. Will I give in to my urges?Tick: Tock
You Are My ExorcistThe falling rain glistens like a thousand tears drops running down my face. I can feel your frigid hands wrapped around my drenched body, Shielding me from my demons. Your lips touching mine are like a love-stitched exorcism, releasing me. My body goes limp as you turn to leave. Please do not leave me alone…You Are My Exorcist
Denying Your RemorseWhen I look into your eyes, I know this is forever. You continue to apologize for you past,Denying Your Remorse
But you do nothing to satisfy your remorse. Am I just another one of your mistakes? Please pray for me and accept your sins. You can’t change the past, but, babe, You can change the future.
| I am here to make the world aware of its faults and to find beauty in misunderstood places |
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I wander and wander along,
And forever before me gleams
The shining city of song,
In the beautiful land of dreams.
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