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Loneliness takes form in the empty space where you used to lay…….And that's all that you left me….a canyon of memories.
Every night mimics the previous…..I toss and turn until my body lies restless in that crevasse of beauty. Almost as if I were drowning in your presence…But God wont grant me the pleasure of death; so I wake up gasping for air hoping that it was your lips that gave passage to everything living…..only to open my eyes to a forecast of possible tears.
Every night mimics the previous…..I toss and turn until my body lies restless in that crevasse of beauty. Almost as if I were drowning in your presence…But God wont grant me the pleasure of death; so I wake up gasping for air hoping that it was your lips that gave passage to everything living…..only to open my eyes to a forecast of possible tears.
Custom Vinyl Toy - Liver Failure
This Munny is based off Loaf Ninjas current series of paintings, "To Bee Dead". The series came about when he stumbled upon a quote from Albert Einstein, "If the bee disappears from the surface of the earth, man would have no more than four years to live. No more bees, no more pollination … no more men!"
"Liver Failure" woke up to the realization that the bees had all passed away. He then took to drinking, heavily, until his liver gave out and he too seized to exist.
Liver Failure Munny stands at 3"
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Pretentious Pen Slinging
People...everywhere! Coming out the Whazoo!
Neandrothals, nipping at the hills. Like tempted
tangerines ready to rippen. "HEY! That's my lady
you scoundral!" Yelled the man with the knuckle
sandwich on order. In a split second the bar
went from nipping to fisting. Not fisti
Communication
Words are often spoken but rarely understood
Communication seems to have lost its meaning?
Are we primitive or are we lacking in efforts to learn?
I think...
We are stuck in a cycle of knowledge with a reoccurring limit
Suppressing our current state of ingeniousness with a rhythmic stutter
Flutters of pulsating hearts further our murmurs
until we pierce the pine with the tapping of our own toes
Truth warns us of our graves but we're blinded by the beauty of lies
These lies...
Are a barrier between you and I
They are, everything which is heard...
They are,
the words leading up to ... everything left unsaid
so we weep
Someone once told me that a heart was just a heart?
Strange...but can a heart weep?
It pumps blood which floods every vessel that claims to be a vein.
Damn...vein...more like vane.
Love only seems to be taken in vane!
It's a life long journey, traversed by plenty but never know by any...truly.
We seek the love of an earthly form, not knowing, that
© 2008 - 2024 LoafNinja
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