
omg

pandora wrote:
pandora wrote:pandora wrote:
anybody inspired by this unusual picture with a history?
acrossOceans wrote:pandora wrote:pandora wrote:
anybody inspired by this unusual picture with a history?
I hold my breath everytime I gaze into this picture Pandora... whether I've got words to put out is another question, but it's good for my head...
it's like heaven beyond hell...
it reflects my thoughts, so thank you : )

StillHere wrote:
when am i
where
it sounds like
alone
i don't think so
mamaaa...mamaaaa
what's happening
its' all gone
i used to play here
i think this is...
no, definitely not
so what's wrong
this is not exactly true
is it?
its time...time
need a little time
nothing to worry about
i wish things
could stay the same
if nothing changed
the important
the beautiful
seasons change
colors bloom
the rain comes
new life
a watering hole
or
metamorphosis
it happens all the time
but i've got this
work to finish
first

tremors wrote:Yes I remember peace, hearts, goodness
My eyes are the eyes of the old
Yet my spirit is frozen somewhere
In my youth
A juvenile
Delinquent
A puerile impetuous young man
I could tell you exactly where
Exactly where I left it
In a restaurant on valentines day 1996
The day a young man
Terrified
Ran from his own mother
Fleeing demons, real demons
To be trapped
Or rescued?
By a stranger
'Your mum is looking for you son'
She is pleading, weeping
At her wits end'
Please come back
To be rescued by an ambulance?
To be pinned down
And revived in a hazy corridor
Of fleeting shadows, of melted faces
Of friends faces merging into distant pasts and futures of unspeakable horror
Of a bunch of flowers on a waiting room table
Of a terrified mother and father
As I described the looping vision of cartoony exploding flowers, showers
As I shouted, shouted
'Please please don't do this to me, you are evil, pure evil'
As I was locked away.
And this is as far back as I can go in safety right now
Let's cut to later
And I'm exactly halfway through my years
If I'm lucky
And I'm bringing myself close to tears
And I'm eating poached eggs with ketchup
And they're going cold
And I wish I could be old
As my years


tremors wrote:Ready?
Keep your wits about you
Keep your shit together
Keep your stuff close
'Cause no-one knows the hour
It's gonna come
And you are really just going to have to
GO
StillHere wrote:tremors wrote:Ready?
Keep your wits about you
Keep your shit together
Keep your stuff close
'Cause no-one knows the hour
It's gonna come
And you are really just going to have to
GO
scary! absolutely terrifying..
really![]()


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