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tc3692

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The sun rises and sets even if you don't see it, unless you are in Alaska where it is either permanent night or permanent day.

If life gives you lemons make grape juice and leave the world wondering how the hell you did it.

These are some useless quotes but they still exist, and so do I even if I lurk sometimes. If you feel like talking go ahead and PM me I will try my best to answer within 3-4 days at the latest. I am always willing to talk. Otherwise I usually hang out on the forum.

Oh and don't be afraid to ask questions. The first step to learning something new is having the courage to ask for clarification. The only stupid question is: Is there a such thing as a stupid question? Because the seeking of knowledge is honorable no matter how trivial it may seem. Please and tanks.

I have returned. Long reign the Procrastination Revolution! Also E.

Souls I own: Mobius, Starlord, treehugger4568, Meg-alomaniac, bluesun, SeryMay, Le'Saac, Poodonkus913, Kitten Lord, TheDarkWeeb, Banana War, RowanQLX11, b-eagleye3, SeƱor Don Gato, RickHarrison, mariokirby46, Th3ta67, Nemus Stipes, technically-delbeto, Driftnut08, Delbeto, uiop123, applesauce991, **meme review**, Cities_of_Gold, cordellstoll, and redconverse.
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Could it be? Is it true? Are you the most beautiful one I see? No it's not. It's a lie. You're the vilest creature that's ever been. Is it me? Did I fail? Could it have all been prevented? The answer is yes no yes. But still I traveled searching for an answer I could never guess. It was me who I saw...
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Ode to The Keeper of Broken Things An original freestyle poem by tc3692 The nights grow darker and mornings bleaker, The winds blow colder and whisper of longing, My days are spent only to seek her, Yet my mind still lingers on feelings of longing. My nightmares whisper sweet sins in my ear, Throug...
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The nights grow darker and mornings bleaker, The winds blow colder and whisper of longing, My days are spent only to seek her, Yet my mind still lingers on feelings of longing. My nightmares whisper sweet sins in my ear, Through dreams I cower in fear, For I know nothing but longing.
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Through thickets of dreams and passing nightmares, I walk a path that grows and withers, Through trees that grasp with roots that snare, I walk calmly toward distant whispers.
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I wander amongst the lonely dreams, Of broken glass and ripped seams. A twisted wasteland filled with grief, For a love who's flame did burn so brief. The lonely wanderer of broken dreams, A peaceful life. Or so it seams.
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How was/is your day?
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If wishes were fishes the world would be fed, Not a soul would go hungry or so it is said. But when wishes become dreams, become reality, The phrase is changed in its meaning entirely. For walking among the lands of your head, Saves those who are among the land of next dead. Creativity is the eye of...
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Poem time. The light of the ancients doth fade from these lands, The ways of old exist no more. But it is through our hands we shall win this everlasting war. Let the trumpets cry from atop the hills, Anon anon the Lord doth speak. Only to have its warning trills fall on minds so weak. What do you...
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