Everything slows down for a moment And time becomes still Sound dispels itself and grows cold And I feel its chill Emotions flow out over the silence Self deprecating and destructive Bleeding down my face Intensely frightful and obstructive Falling to my knees Face in my hand Facing facts Reality and fable disband Breathing out …
A Penny for my thoughts.
I am the dark man. The blank man. The man filled with pain and suffering. I am the man overflowing with misery. It wasn’t always like this. But I’m tapped out. My brain is like a well run dry of pleasure. Happiness. Comfort and joy. I am the empty man. Everyone wants the happy ones. …
Hey, I think, therefore you are man.
I think you know the score better than you let on. I think you are the most controlling of all people out of control. I think there isn’t a moment that goes by each day you don’t realize it. I think you relish in it. I think you indulge yourself in it. I think it’s …
Bolt action, single-, double-action, action, re-action.
The hammer falls forward, applying pressure to the firing pin, which taps the anvil, triggering the primer cap, flash fire burns through the web, gas expands forward, propelling the ogive at 800 feet per second, the grooves spinning it through the throat of the barrel, 5000 revolutions per second, the muzzle pulls back from the …
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