Abandon Ship

...And I Dance AwayLike static in my head, nothing makes sense. Filter out the extra noise, and the thoughts that shall never be missed. Trembling is my heart. The moment soon arrives. It battles each forgotten thought, makes my veins overflow with fresh blood. Capture the noise, slowly my heart dies down. Colors go black and white. With that, we know that the time has come. Noise is gone; shadows glow. The pictures slowly fade. Dust floats down, covering the tainted memories from all the yesterdays, and the tomorrow's that will never be. Sile...And I Dance Away
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The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
-William Wordsworth
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L'enfance, c'est comme un couteau planté au fond de la gorge, c'est quand on le retire que ça fait le plus mal...
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Show me.
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don't worry, don't be afraid ever, because this is just a ride.
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shake responsibility.
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