Blazy's Hole

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[abbr= Female Hyena || 3'3" At Shoulder || 180lbs ] Physical [/abbr] || [abbr= Scarred || Striped || Smells like Woodsmoke || No Identifying Scent] Details [/abbr]

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[abbr= Tanglewood] Group [/abbr] || [abbr=  Blazic Needs Your Teeth#0965 on Discord || Message me!] Player [/abbr]

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My heart was stolen by a blind pickpocket in the deep city streets in the summer of 2012, and I never even saw her face.
My dreams were shattered like a stained glass window. Jesus in Pieces! I believe I threw a brick right through Him, but my memory could not be saved

It just seems unlikely that it’s me who was to blame, So I bookmark my DSM ‘cause I need to remember my place.
"This is not enough! This is not enough to prove it yet! No, I need to hit the bottom, gotta get to the bottom of this, take you with me"

My soul was crushed like a tall boy underneath the boots on the curb, and I’m still picking up my molars and putting them back in my face.
My name was soiled by a last call spill with a backwash swill and the blackout killed me. Sober on impact from a fall from grace.
Take the road on higher ground, and tell me “don’t look down! You’ll fall and break your back.” But that just reminds me how there’s more to be found beneath the black.
Bottle, well, or barrel? All are empty. Dug, or drank, or poured it out. When too much is not enough there’s plenty more ahere that came from around.

Looking up we see the point of entry, between where we are and we’ve been. Looking down I could say Heaven sent me. Hand me my shovel. I’m going in.
"Gotta get to the bottom of this if it kills me."