I've just been distracted by life and the things it chucks at you during one of it's seeming constant drunken rages.


A Sentence-Paragraph at a TimeOnce upon a time, there live a boy named Hans. Hans was a strapping young humanoid lad of an age between eight and twelve. (For reference as to what he looks like, his look is inspired by Mung Daal of the cartoon Chowder.)A Sentence-Paragraph at a Time
One day, Hans was walking down the street, when...


The Death of a ViolinRealize how much I'ved stayed behind You kept your position, ferm and high Ignoring me and you were so blind Pleasing others with your sweet strings I"m here alone, staring at these old drawings Calling for a new friend to sleep in my bed When your life is dropping dead Remember me, or just stay sad Better dead, better dead Whisper in my rusted ear, call me another time my dear Don't be afraid, just burn It's alright to learn, but your gonna see it soon You're out of luck, just run or you'll get shot Bang, bang, laugh or come in my bed Run, run, cry or be goneThe Death of a Violin
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i put on a smile
to hide the pain inside
to cover up te tear i shed inside
every on is fooled by that mask of happyness
but if one day some one sees past that mask
it is then that i shall truly shed a tear outside my heart
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