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-Gone- Sometimes I hear them -Gone-
Sometimes I hear them talk
Sometimes I continue to walk
Sometimes I make it clear what I hope won't be my greatest fear
As time goes on I think that life won't be the same
I turn around and see there's nothing left for me to gain
I made a vow to never again speak your name
But every time I cry, it's as if you've become the rain
Sometimes I hate myself
Sometimes I hate you too
Sometimes I ask myself where to go and what to do
And every time I think about you my heart slowly faints
And every time I bleed I swear I don't feel any pain
Sometimes I wish you were here
That you were near
Sometimes I wish I could dream forever
You and me endlessly dreaming...together
Name: Kruz or "Mutt"(as prefered by the parasite)
Real Name: Xander Solsalin
Date of birth: March 07, 1990
Species: Human(parasitic demon?)
Place of birth: Mexico, La Mora
Zodiacal sign: Pisces
Profession: Kruz: "I actually jump job to job, since I'm just traveling right now."
Cilia: "Just say it! Your a Hobo! HAHAHA!!
Kruz: "shut up."
Personality: Just by looking at him, you can tell he's not one to start a conversation. He's not crazy, but he's not normal. Lets put it this way. If he saw and Elephant with wings playing a banjo and ice cream was coming out of it's ass, he wouldn't react to it.
Hopefully that explains it. Who the hell is prepared for something like that and not react to it? Kruz: "What do you wan't me to do!? Lick the ice cream off it's ass!? Cilia: " *giggle*. Awww..c'mon mutt...chocolate is your favorite! hehehe."
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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