

The TreeA roar fractures the heavens, Echoing off empty sky and tree.The Tree
The tree of our youth,
Once budding with ambition and curiosity. Where once a tire clung like a child to his teddy; Grasping onto the remnants of youth and ability, Clutching with cold dead hands Desperate for the laughter, For the naivety, The love. Now stands alone,
Old, Forgotten,
And dead. Day after day, year after year, The tree remains silent,
Waiting patiently for the rain.
Rain to wash away our deepest suffering and heartache; To soothe our minds and knead our w
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.:~*one love*~:.
-Aquilia
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T® ƒiñd th€ j®ys of lif€ y®u must f€€l pain
_..::*Yesterday is History, Tomorrow is a Mystery, Today is a Gift*::.._
*(\ /)*
*(-'.')*
o(uu)*
*****
Zaije's Brain = 404 Not found!
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T® ƒiñd th€ j®ys of lif€ y®u must f€€l pain
_..::*Yesterday is History, Tomorrow is a Mystery, Today is a Gift*::.._
*(\ /)*
*(-'.')*
o(uu)*
*****
Zaije's Brain = 404 Not found!
exoh<33Ash
(yes, i stared at the blank box for awhile and that's all i came up with...)
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I am utterly alone. by the time you read this. I will. Be gone...
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*Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man?*
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....because they are tasty.
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