

MendRejoining the two can be painful, passing the needle through each layer. Each stitch securing the hold, fingers lace as concern glances are exchanged.Mend
The mend is on course and repair is desired, or what once was is, at the least. It may not look or taste the same, and so they hope it may feel the same(or close).
A bond of scar tissue serves as a reminder, it will not function as it did but possibly better. Care for the wound gives them each new found resolve, together they can become something they otherwise could not alone.


ReplayI wish I could play a song to end your time. To where all you knew was now and never remembered then, or when we were or never had been. A note to carry you away from when we couldn't, to where we can only.Replay
Everything I sing is to shatter what is real. A voice long since left behind,
telling tales of dreams that have yet to be discovered. A melody to wipe away the thin veneer of life, outwitting obstacles to imagination.
Once I arrive I never look back. The sound of what is here feels right, tempo courteous enough to take me where I belong. I close my


RebootIt could hardly be considered walking. The skip, the spring in my step sprung a smile right smackReboot
in the center of my face after we parted. I solved the worlds problems, unanswerable equations smashed to bits with how simple it all seemed again. It felt good to think about her again. And her could be any her, but her... her again!
Cogs grind in protest with missing, jagged and rusted teeth. They spin with a whiz and whine when they miss a beat, and catch abruptly. When met with another cog after being so free, they mutter to one another's r


Unconscious wars 04He stood for two years in place. His surroundings changed more than his mentality. Some seasons at least. The smell of Autumn leafs permeated his senses, reminded him of a battle long since lost. Although it was almost spring now. He wanted to fight, but with out reason. He wanted to battle, but with out an enemy. Or lover.Unconscious wars 04
It didn't matter who opposed him any longer. It didn't matter who fought along side him. He waded through a river of corpses to find himself where he is now. He was refreshed. His accomplishments laid to decay
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Day time got old fast, night again already. At least it wasn't raining. He decided to keep his mouth shut.
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-toddbailey
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How many corners do I have to turn?
How many times do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind?
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