Trent

Chapter 2A solid knock threatened the frame of my front door, quickly followed by a muffled voice.Chapter 2
'Sam, you home?'
I quickly sprinkled my face with ice cold water and shouted back to the voice, 'yeah, just don't break my door!' I walked slowly toward the door, which seemed miles away as i tried to keep my balance. I unlatched the many layers of locks (hey, you can't be too careful in this city)and swung open the door. There in all his glory was Frank. An overweight man in a greasy suit and loose tie, he resembled a pig more than a human. He had small beady eyes with bushy black eyebrows and a forehead that seemed too big for him. The on
loneliness

.Fuck It.Originality has become so grey Inspiration has come undone; corrupt, crumble down My motivation-your voice has been shut up.Fuck It.
I sleep around with words ideas spinning and getting tangled in my head. .dreams. colors violetindigobluegreenyelloorangered every dark night still again when i wake up it's all black and fucking white
uniqueness and individuality have been shoved up under my dress confessions have become so awkwardly meaningless
in a world full of emptiness painful smiles form on your face under
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"i was talkin' to my alter
says life is what you make it
and if you make it death well rest your soul" Mother Love Bone
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was abit much wasnt it, didnt think it was gonna be that much
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"i was talkin' to my alter
says life is what you make it
and if you make it death well rest your soul" Mother Love Bone
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