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You, with no shineThis; my final recipe For misadventure, a caricature At the finest level, Crushed red petal.You, with no shine
Treasured, as a bowerbird, You were. Your words exposed Like bone broke through flesh, You bleed, I read.
Veiny rivers tumble down (She tracks my misery throughout my life ...) ..
And now to criticise, I don't see your eyes,
(Just the hollows). My useless body on the ground, Flapping in the wind.
by ~jaggy
I bring you my loveAlone along a passing plane My love, conjecturing parabola, I reach for you in matinees' dream, My arms become my master.I bring you my love
Alone, how could I ever Define alone with a blade, Why at night you toss and turn me? My heart becomes my grave.
Alone. Again. Each passing phase as powerful As Titan, a slipping tongue Bouncing off your face.
Alone! With my guts Embraced and words at my lips, I chop out my wrists to give you my soul, I bring you my love,
by ~jaggy
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panic-filled orgy spinning on an axis of defeat the blue one to make your feet move the white one to make your pain gold chase the demons with city punch-- the poison that breeds homeland parasites green whores of apple pie spreading your legs for the government se
by ~sweet-agony
Your last dayStruming on a street corner, Plucking a pattern of notes, Electrified and synchronised, Briefly housed then amplified. Sorted selected then escaped,Your last day
to dance to us on the air.
Each note falls and fades, replaced with another and again, A steady stream of creation, from your fingers pressing strings, Fliting up and down the frets. Pause commence and pause.
Now your instrument lies silent. Lurking lonely in the corner. It feels its being punished, for its nature's denied by you. Spending silent hours wondering,
What did it do wr
by ~greendragon
When the Chocolate's Gonei'm lost in the cold grip of a ghost lover's arms no one to take care when i'm feeling a little ill.When the Chocolate's Gone
spiraling deeper into strawberry stained tears-- my words hold no bearing and my feet seek too many answers for my direction to possess depth. when i sleep i hear the world screaming for me to just wither wither away unto discarded rains. . .
there's nothing left.
my thoughts echo inside this room full of silver-- silver-washed letters still sparkle under someone else's eye, but beneath a glossy gaze, who can ever satisfy
by ~sweet-agony
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: in a coma
- Favourite movie: Another day in Paradise, Wizard of Oz
- Favourite band or musician: Nirvana, Pixies, Beatles, Smiths, Radiohead, Gang of Four, Dresden Dolls, David Bowie, PJ Harvey
- Favourite genre of music: Peanut
- Favourite artist: Nature
- Favourite poet or writer: Sylvia Plath, Tom Robbins
- Favourite cartoon character: Me
- Personal Quote: "I am tragically sober."
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can we please talk again soon? i do need it.
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how long can you expect love to outweigh ignorance?
*cling*
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how long can you expect love to outweigh ignorance?
Thanks for all your lovely words,
as precious as always
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Guess my life is a compromise.
review my area!
also, what email address do you check?
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Watch your thoughts, they become words. Your words=actions, your actions=habit. Your habits=character. Character-Destiny. While you're at it, watch me! [link]
I only refrained from saying "most favouritest" to maintain some staidness in this reply.
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Guess my life is a compromise.
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Guess my life is a compromise.
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