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A record player Spinning on and on and on a Never letting my mind have a moment of silence Or a breath of relief Because it is a life blood that courses through my veins. Most of the time its what I heard on the radio, Sometimes its a song I hate, Sometimes its a song I love, Lines of meaning or no meaning at all rambling on in my head Crowding the limited space in my brain. Instead of the radio Or the music on my phone I should just take an auxiliary cord And let my mind's jumbled nonsense flow out of it So that maybe one day I can get a moment of clarity and peace. Who am I kidding?  It's all music to my ears.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall... Crash! Crack! Splat! Broken beyond repair.  Poor Humpty.  He didn't deserve this, ending up all broken and battered.  All he did was sit on the wall, not in protest or defiance.  All he did was find a happy place and claim it as his own.  Now he lays destroyed at the bottom of that wall, waiting for someone to come along and fix him. All the kings horses and all the kings men, Couldn't put Humpty back together again... They tried and tried with all their might to fix the broken Humpty.  They tried their best, with good intentions in mind.  But even their most valiant efforts co

Running.  Running down a dimly lit hallway.  All they could do to survive was run.  They had to get out and fast.  It was coming.  It was coming fast. The four turtles darted around a corner leaped over a corpse.  Spike's mutated corpse.  It was charred beyond recognition, but they knew.  After dodging the seared remains, tears began to form in Raphael's eyes.  'Spike' he thought, 'Why did you have to save me?'. The next body was propped up against the wall.  April's.  A gaping hole in her chest where her heart was ripped out of her.  Donatello's heart sank and hot tears streamed down his cheek.  'April, my love' he thought 'Why couldn't I

                                                      An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind,                                                            Blind to the truth between the lines.                                                               Lines that lead us on and on                                                              On until we are good and gone                                                              Gone but certainly not forgotten                                                           Forgotten with the flesh that is rotten                                                           Rotting away o

To be honest, I don't think I've ever been in love with someone.... Love is such a complicated emotion.  I should know.  If I remember correctly, I've fallen in love 7 times in my life, and none were real love.  Every feeling fleeting, every affection passing.  I never truly loved a guy for more than a year. Want to know why?  Because I always find someone better.  Someone who could make me happier, or so I think.  The first time it ever happened I nearly had a mental breakdown over the confusion.  I couldn't tell whether or not leaving my boyfriend at the time was the best thing for me, or whether I just needed to suck it up and stay with

What would you do..... To build up the walls torn by pain To mend the heart broken and maimed. To forget a night drowned in tears To forget the words that filled your ears. To sew the wounds torn apart To rid the weight you have on your heart.