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How did I get back here again? I thought everything was going right… But here I stand, stranded on this island With not a soul in sight… Maybe I fell too hard? And let her break my heart! Built my heart into a pyre Spared no expense on the fire Spent countless days now arranging a sign That no one would see Nothing but storms for miles Time to hang it up for awhile Hell, I’m sick of waiting on love To rescue me

Mom Are you listening, wherever you are? A long time ago, you loved repeating that old saying Life is full of ups and downs Hilly Like a rollercoaster, remember? I never really thought too hard about it, But you were right It’s that and more It’s a human journey So it’s bound to be a beautiful ride And mom— One last thing I don’t know what’s on the other side of those hills But I’m not afraid of it anymore

Waiting Looking on Watching with curious eyes Wondering what next While the world turns its back on you You don’t know why You don’t see how You don’t realize You just wait While the world turns a deaf ear to you And the sounds are quiet And the smells are fetid And the taste is horrid And the feeling is dreadful While the world acts dumb to you Waiting Watching Wondering Worrying While the world puts numb fingers on you Knowing what awaits you Inside that house But unable to do anything Unable to fight While the world sticks its nose up at you Waiting Scared Fatigued Homesick While the world sets its blind eyes o

TRANSCRIPT for: Subject TERR-4-E7K Subject TERR-4-E7K, legal name Ezekiel Klyne, has shown great progress during his time in the Terra Project, scoring in the top 2% of the evaluation scale per written test, and ranking FIRST in combat drills as of the last two weeks, even above the lab's first engineered child and leading trainee of the Ethereal Project, Subject ETHE-1-1. For Terra-4's time at the Proving Grounds compound, all that can be said about shortcomings is his uncanny charismatic aura. Wherever 4's mind wandered, there was always an obstructing companionship which helped him achieve his strange, misguided goals. Upon my personal r

I have no words to say Only words to write I have no feelings you'll know of Unless you read my thoughts I have no heart to speak of Only a heart to read When I lay it on the paper You see me as I truly am Because I can only speak in riddles Of how much I actually care About the world and its people And my heart aches because I can not speak I can not share my feelings I can not say a word And the world spins circles round my head And my soul hurts because I know I know and I watch and I feel and I hear I know of the injustice of the world But still I can not speak out I silently weep invisible tears My voice is the pencil The pen or the