Living a life kept shut by a dream,
I'm reaching out to grasp my reality.
Hands of time wrap tight around my neck, and hit me so hard,
leaving me eyes black.
staring at a ceiling,
wondering why i never left,
penning words in a notebook,
wondering why haven't slept.
sanity is tapping in a cell
inside my fucking head.
begging for redemption
after hearing what was said.
the nights, they will not sleep
cause the days, have played for keeps.
Originally posted by Discipline
That thing is nuts.
On a side note, the hovercraft made me think of the old G.I. Joe toy I had.
I was a he-man kinda kid.
Many face's was the best.
Living a life kept shut by a dream,
I'm reaching out to grasp my reality.
Hands of time wrap tight around my neck, and hit me so hard,
leaving me eyes black.
staring at a ceiling,
wondering why i never left,
penning words in a notebook,
wondering why haven't slept.
sanity is tapping in a cell
inside my fucking head.
begging for redemption
after hearing what was said.
the nights, they will not sleep
cause the days, have played for keeps.
Originally posted by Discipline
That thing is nuts.
On a side note, the hovercraft made me think of the old G.I. Joe toy I had.
I was a he-man kinda kid.
Many face's was the best.
Wrong. Stinker was the best the figure, actually smelled kind of like a skunk. The Christmas i got Castle Grayskull and Skeletors fortress was the
best, only other one that was close was the one when i got Nerf turbo football.
Well I've got a feeling I'm gonna get mine in. Retribution let the games begin.
I don't recall that much about it all but i had the two cats,skeletor,he-man,many faces,the one that stuck to things,The brown furry thing,Castle
greyskull and skeletors castle. I also recall you had to put batterys in some figures and also it had some voice thing in the castles.
My brother collected the whole lot and one time he pissed me off so much i took all of his figures and swapped them for an apple,I ate said apple
while talking to my brother about not knowing where his he-man figures had gone.
Living a life kept shut by a dream,
I'm reaching out to grasp my reality.
Hands of time wrap tight around my neck, and hit me so hard,
leaving me eyes black.
staring at a ceiling,
wondering why i never left,
penning words in a notebook,
wondering why haven't slept.
sanity is tapping in a cell
inside my fucking head.
begging for redemption
after hearing what was said.
the nights, they will not sleep
cause the days, have played for keeps.
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