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Though my heart runs crimson and cold, though my thoughts reach back to days that are now old, I feel no shame for thinking my thoughts, for I know one day the pain will stop. Please vote for the passage at: http://storymash.com/u/lionsheart24/doforide/

Though I watch a fictitious funeral on tv, I can feel the monster within me scream. I hear the wailing grief, I feel the blistering anger, the confusing denial and the sickening guilt. I cry, for I know that for someone, on this very day, where ever they may be, this is all too real, and I weep for for their pain. Please vote for this passage. Follow the link and vote at the bottom of he page: http://storymash.com/u/lionsheart24/devehone/

I still see her face in my dreams and a little part of me dies anew.  It's crazy how I still miss her from time to time; back when we started I wish that everything that had happened was something I already knew. I would have enjoyed it more, made every night a little sweeter, cause doing that would have made everyday after a little easier knowing that I couldn't keep her. Please vote on the bottom of the page at this link : http://storymash.com/u/lionsheart24/gamogile/

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Drunk Arab nights, can only be called rambunctious. These people get crazy. It's funny how they are so respectable sober, yet put a drink in them and things get popping. America's funniest home videos aint got shit in this. It's nights like this that I've sorry missed.

I know too much and I know too little. The desires within me are tempered and yet too wild, like an ecosystem constantly shifting and changing. I am too young and inexperienced, yet too old and wise for much of anything to be a surprise, and yet I'm surprised all the same. Serene like a pool of water yet violent like an exploding volcano, my sense of peace is constantly fleeting, yet the peace I know comes from the familiar constant battle within. I spend long days working towards my future yet forgetting to live in the moment, but the moment in which I live builds the basis for my future. Stars twinkle within my eyes, and sun sets in a fiery death. The blackness encroaches on my soul, yet it still feels lighter than a feather and brighter when I let it glow. I am happy with who I am, yet sad all the same for the journey to who I want to be seems endless, a winding road I must travel alone. I have made many friends, yet lost just as much. My touch can be hotter than fire, but if tu...

Is it so wrong to want someone that looks at you and see's into your soul and knows you for who you are? Is it wrong to want someone who knows you're worth the trouble and continues to fight the good fight? You gotta love when you try to make sense of life any way that you can. You gotta love looking in the mirror everyday and challenging yourself to be the best man that you can. Your biggest fan and your worse enemy looking back at you in your reflection. It's a strange world when the least important thing is doing well and the most important thing is holding on and lasting long enough to see yourself do well. The spirits so easily crushed even the toughest man call tell. I'm here cause everything's screwed up, yet it's better than ever. No one heals me like you, you hold the key. I'm so happy tonight cause I look at you and I see me, and I shall believe.