good apples

fear of falling, endlessly into you, in starless eyes, and fragile hearts. *** fear of you being hurt, by ignorance and malice, but you knew so much more, only explanation in a cruel life. *** hopes and fears. in understanding the heart, he thinks he has ran mad, seriously and unmistakenly; for malicious apathy in some, culls much beauty in hearts. *** in wisdom he has lost his fear of falling, unflinching till the light leaves their eyes. raving minds die hard, but where fuzzy white noise left behind tired minds, a song took its place, he is content. -johnny b inspired by: "Its not a fashion statement Its a Deathwish - MCR. "

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