Whichever You PreferDid you find solace between the sheets of personality, while confined in the direction of ruins?Whichever You Prefer
Desolate we wanderers of comfort and place.
Leaving my psyche this transient portrait that befalls you, Distant opal reverie.
Memory begins with a whiplash
and you find yourself confused, confronting Poise - something heavy A linear escape from bereavement and glut, exposure, the trut
GaloreEternity belongs another beauty - in still frameGalore
on a cloud lulling she builds castles out of air in the deep, dismal night. Detached she becomes;
a bitter pill can be hard to swallow grabbing a cigarette he lays on the couch, consigned to oblivion.
Forlorn thoughts flood his mind.
Without warning his heart abruptly confesses
poem36Alone, in the middle of a quiet evening, the warmth of August slides his hands across my skin. My shadow sits in front of me stretched out across the concrete; mimicking my every move.poem36
The wind is only paper. I wish my pen had ink, but it doesn't and I'm sorry. The sky is sleeping: a flawless blue. It sends me plummeting through miles of dreams; ones that I am sure to forget as night thickens and time turns me old.
The sun is lowering in the sky and it makes diamonds through the trees. I wish I could keep them and display them on your bedro
just 22 and i dont mind dying
Sarcastic
thank you thank you.
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I Spy stock? ~TheStrange-Stock
'I am a robot, I am the undead, I am the oldest living example of my kind'
'I am ZombieFucker'
whenever the recording is done, you should uhh send me a link so i can give a listen.
stay cute
ahaha
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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I Spy stock? ~TheStrange-Stock
'I am a robot, I am the undead, I am the oldest living example of my kind'
'I am ZombieFucker'
We probably won't have a hell of a lot in common, but who cares?
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...be quick to listen, slow to speak, slow to anger...
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"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you."
-Jim Morrison
havent really been busy more less distracted by excess.. ie booze drugs and good times.
Been traveling actually, mainly in my Midwestern territory but soon ill be going to Pennsylvania and then off to Oregon.
how's the school thing gonig?
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
school is tough, and its absorbing a lot of my time. however, im learning some really interesting stuff. hopefully i can spit out a poem or two since im on a month long break now.
but good talkin to ya again man. glad your doin well.
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"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you."
-Jim Morrison
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