as the tears of the angels fall, i stay inside. i am no deity, though i cry in union with the gods.
my hands are red.
my soul is grey.
i mourn a thread
another day.
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as the tears of the angels fall, i stay inside. i am no deity, though i cry in union with the gods.
my hands are red.
my soul is grey.
i mourn a thread
another day.
everything i produce benefits the ground beneath our feet. for every fruit you waste, i will consume and bring new meaning, new life. in time it will sprout from the dirt, no matter how much you stomp and trample upon. it is i whom prevents Earth from decay. it is i whom allows you to live. with out me, you are nothing
to the memories that haunt me:
your ghost only reminds me of what i out lived.
to the inconveniences of today:
the breath down my neck is proof of your failure to kill me.
to the complications to come:
you cannot escape me.
Open your eyes, my child
i know you're scared of it
i know it will be there
i know it's mean and scary and it hurts you
but when you close your eyes again
i'll be here to protect you
i will hold your hand and make you smile
i will hug you until you can forget, if only a second
i will restore your heart every and replenish your soul
if only i could do more
M.E.
M.E.: *AGGRESSIVELY SNORTS YOUR FLESH BUT NOT IN THE SEXUAL WAY*
you bloody tree breathing oxygen hugger four eyed two limbed still living sack of bones, you
wait till get a job as your cook and add caffeine to everything i feed you so you slowly succumb to the awareness that your life is truly meaningless if not used to your own desires.
Y'know, life would be way easier if we were all lawn mooers