| Cory Lynn Age 18 =] |


Severed UncertaintyA creeping suspicion of unwelcome things A fear of the implication this thought brings.Severed Uncertainty
Unknown territory, somewhere a border was crossed And though there is so much to gain, there is something lost.
Replaced are freedom, the ease, and a peace of mind We lie there in the uncertainty of the blind.
And yet, we cannot unring a bell that has been rung Nor can we try to unsing the song we have sung
In being lost together, we are so bound With this connection, we are, in a sense, found.
And so I offer my hand, and I offer my heart. And with these gi


DollThe corners of lips curved into a smile In a wide-eyed and curious stare Speaking of confidence and ease and authority Assurance painted with attentive careDoll
Each feature deftly crafted On the dolls cool porcelain cheek In order to hide the fatal flaw The fault that makes the doll weak.
One tip or bump or nudge or shake Could knock her from her precious seat And so she waits in all her beauty For the final acrobatic feat
For her figure to splinter to pieces For her constructed ease to smash For the careful balance she has found


King's CourtI am the minstrel Let me spin you a tale. Put up for your judgement Each word I exhale. I'll shape each phrase as you desire For your delight, through lips of a liar.King's Court
I am the jester The preposterous fool. An honor-stripped trickster Who bows to your rule. Wreteched soul of a harlequin A price worth the sight of your simple grin.
I am the puppet Pull the strings as you please. Through elbows and fingers Eyelids and knees. Loop round my throat such as a noose Trapeze through the air withough cutting loose.
I am late in doing this but I am going to add you to to that deviantwatch thing.
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If the above post offends you, quit the internet forever.
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yeah it was a very funny conversation we laughed very hard.
Ta Muchily
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Why earth when the rest got Gods
it did turn a very beautful colour of purple when i added a water wash
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Why isn't a fork a spoon was there a mister fork who decided this one day.
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To die, to sleep. To sleep, perchance, to dream.
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happy endings are stories that havent finished yet
it's not that i'm afraid to die; i just dont want to be there when it happens
hearts don't break; they shatter
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~ L'enfer, c'est les autres ~
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happy endings are stories that havent finished yet
it's not that i'm afraid to die; i just dont want to be there when it happens
hearts don't break; they shatter
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happy endings are stories that havent finished yet
it's not that i'm afraid to die; i just dont want to be there when it happens
hearts don't break; they shatter
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