The touch of paper figments, and my dream world starts to stir...
i long for every chance to leave the waking world behind,
i look for every virtue in the humble, meek canine.
Poetry
Normal is just a figment of one's imagination and nothing more. is all this violence and hatred really worth it? people die every day and the reasons just seem to become more asinine.
Poem, Poetry
It is too late now as for im dead....people crying but i know its a buch of lies....maybe when they are truely sorry i might come back but i know it will never happen.....to this day i am no longer who i am but now just a figment of a memory
Dark, Other, Poem, how i feel
But every time i remember these imaginary figments around me, i remember that my heart is my home. i don't have to look anywhere else.
if wanting to stay at home is crazy, i have no desire to be sane.
Creativity, Vignette, writing
Things that are purely figments of our imaginations so loosely based upon hard-and-fast reality that they can be easily and readily dismissed as nothing.
but, in this case, they're not.
Intro, Male, No-Yiff
If this is a delusion, a figment of my imagination,
if only i could let that person take my place,
would they think it all in their head?
that it was made up?
that the pain wasn't real?
or would they scream too?
Anger, Pain, Poem
"if that were the case would it not also be true that for all i would know you could simply be a figment of my own dream created to amuse me?
Fox, Telepathy, Thener