Good Cake and Good Friends. 
Decided to go Fel running on my own for a while, do some rock climbing, listen to some Sigur Ros and reflect on the beautiful sea, lit up by the sun! Of course, later on i went fishing and failed at catching Mackerel, so there obviously must be the fail of the whole trip, that and my aptly named "bullshit fish" which "got away," must have been mahoosive! Anyway, off to Cornwall in nine days, waterworld on sunday, baking cakes with my mum, which is epic fun, (not space cakes kids!) My mum high? That would be a laugh, anyway i'll leave you all to it! *hums*
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ClimbGet a grip. You smile as you say it. Smirking at your own stupid pun. As you place your hand upon the rock. And heave yourself up. Placing your feet. Getting your balance. Don't look down. leagues of ocean beneath you. But it's oh so worth it. Or is it? Life in mortal peril. But happy as Anything. Waves clamour beneath you. The immense satisfaction. Of getting a perfect grip. Over the edge. You look out. And realise why you came.Climb
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In spirationInspiration. That rogue spark. Bustling in your mind. Seeking an outlet. A fire behind these blue eyes. A kind of madness. My imagery. Spilling like ink. Onto the page. I type with keys. Which unlock closed doors Within my eyes. And let slip the fire. Which i have kept hidden. My ineptitude with my hands. I make up for with my mind. For i could be a mortal God. Striding in. A titan amongst men. I would call my ship Narcissus. And it's hull would be mirrors. To reflect my arrogance. For corruption is a small priceIn spiration
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Tragedy.A victim of death. So close to me. I had to prepare. For this day. And this day alone will break me. Amass your armies. Conduct your experiment. Does it mean you will escape. The inevitability of death. No. It lies in wait. Mechanical heart like a shadow. Beating in unison. With the throb of the universe. No man can escape time. And time is our only master. For what are we to do. When he rests his cold dead hands. Upon your shoulder. Guiding you gently towards this "light". Although its purpose could not be darker. YouTragedy.
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MasqueradeI hope you wont mind. If i tell you the truth. Please don't shout. Don't strike me. Just listen. I am a fragile person. A glass boy living in a brick house. That is exactly what i do. Isee through you like glass. You watch my pitiful masquerade. As you hold your head in shame. At what i've become. At what you have made. You hate your creation. You'd burn it with fire so intense. It would scour the earth clean. Where i once stood. My mind is tainted. You brought me up that way. I wish you'd remember. But it's not your fault.Masquerade
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Bound to HeartbreakWe simply cannot escape this inevitable heartbreak. Can't shrug off the horrors that we have endured. Just incapable of sitting back and leaving it. I've certainly tried, of that i am sure.Bound to Heartbreak
I was pleasantly lost. Within your golden eyes. Who would want to leave? It was like paradise. A golden age. I never wanted to go.
But i was wrenched from your eyes. On the table laid bare. Crouched naked before you. Before humiliation's stare.
You left me in pieces. I cannot remember. What warmth felt like.
Before that bleak December
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Living Dead HarlotShe'll take it upon herself. To breed the seed of Lust. On her kitchen shelf.Living Dead Harlot
Like the Muscipula Catching flies. We wondered why. She watched us Die.
She'd watch you sq
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Kicking OffSo here we are again. Chasing those tired old stories. Unearthing buried hatchets. Cycling through the insults. Let's end it quickly. You'll start the fight and i will end it. This i promise you. We remove our coats and stand parallel. My fists raised. Your arms by your side. Sauntering. Circling around me. You think you're the tough guy. I'm here to humiliate you. So you'll never fight with your ego again. Because it will win.Kicking Off
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Cancerlast night in my hospital bedCancer
I lay asleep and dreamt. That there was a butterfly. Sitting on my windowsill. I saw your face . And reminded myself. That i was alone. Today i thought. I saw a bird. pressing against my window. But for a second. I saw your face. And choked back a tear. Tommorow i'll wonder. Where did you go? But i wouldn't know. And i never would. But for every remaining day that i had. I would spend them looking. And when i lost my strength. And my legs gave way. I'd commit myself. To dreaming ins
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Stained Glass HeartWhat light through yonder window bleeds. Dripping into my soul. Filling my mind. With thoughts of you. And happiness with it. Let me steal your captive thoughts. And fly away with you. The birdsong in my heart. Will create a crystal rose. Which bears no thorn. No pain to bear. No burden to carry. A joy which only you know. And i will lock in this watery box. A lead weight in a lake. Sink to the bottom. I wont take up space. But i'll be forever there. In your heart forever. Every tear you shed. I will always watch. NeveStained Glass Heart
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Tranquility.Harmony. A white light. Within a chorus of peace. Gravity pulls gently. Silk against skin. The first cut into a piece of blank canvas. The element of the brush. The paint. Which draws a picture. Of a stream. With a softly trickling waterfall. A clear night sky. Dotted stars. Soft rustling grass. Falling leaves. A picture. Of an elusive tranquility. That you never find by yourself. Only in a picture. Only in your imagination. Where there are no thorns. Where there is no torment. Only peace. Harmony. TrTranquility.
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