

10-13maybe i'm not as strong10-13
as everybody thinks. maybe i live just like
you do.. leaves are stuck to the pavement and not because i've
trampled them, not because you said they should. and my face is numb and wet yet i'm here, surviving. keep pushing through,
stumbling on, and it's good? regardless of how you all interpret anything, i take what i know and that's good/decent/seamless enough. and i try and kick these leaves an attempt to control
something, but i'm just wearing
down the soles of my shoes. so i'm be


samuel basudebas she stares in maddening intensity, constellations dissolve.samuel basudeb
she steals your suggestions, see how she suffers, see how she pines. dead eyes on the man in the moon.
these warm lights illuminate her stars and she wonders
why you had to go.


something's alrighti'm feeling this haze, alright. this distaste for your sacred self, and yet, how i'd love to be better than everyone, too. i've become all ears and dolls and everything adapted and i know this mountain you climb may not be the easiest thing to do.something's alright


the right to sit downit's been seventy million battles since the war to end all wars. where young men, all seventy million and ten, were anxious to sign up; their souls on a dotted line and never knowing that it wouldn't be over by christmas time.the right to sit down
it doesn't matter what provokes it, the strike of the serpent is quick, and our time bomb doesn't have time to tick, before we ration our causes forgetting two dozen clauses and march off to battle for the moon. i hope that we get there soon, for the right to own,
or the right to preserve, the right to stamp out
Devious Comments
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"keep me up till five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason."
I miss you right now. (en francais...oui oui!)
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"keep me up till five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason."
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Enigma. Temptress. Technology. These forms define my writing.
sending you hearts and hugs and kisses and all my love. and maybe some cinnamon toast crunch.
-me.
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"keep me up till five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason."
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"keep me up till five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason."
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Getting it is easy, filling it with illegal substances and sending it across the border is not.
The journal entry is about Forming A Poetry Club on devinantART. I hope you will consider my offer.
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It's in the human DNA to feel sorrow in the search for the right Words.
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We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.
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"Here is a scale.Weigh it out and you will find easily more than sufficient doubt that these colors you see were picked in advance by some careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty.They are smeared and these blurs come in random order to color the e
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We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.
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We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.
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the prospect of his future life stretched before him like
a sentence; not a prison sentence, but a long-winded
sentence with a lot of unnecessary subordinate clauses
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We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.
you can hear ghost trains
as if the city speed
is just in our brains
and coke's as close as we
get to sugarcane"
-nada surf
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"keep me up till five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason."
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We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.
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al gore: wanna borrow my mace for the walk home?
me: no thanks. i have a glock.
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al gore: wanna borrow my mace for the walk home?
me: no thanks. i have a glock.
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Goodness gracious...GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!
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We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.
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_//LEMONTEA||MORE.ADDICTIVE.THAN.HEROIN_+''
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"If you're gonna scream, scream with me."
~HorrorPunk ~ fiend-club ~anti-gc-club
"We've had enough."
" Kickin down the cobblestones; lookin' for fun and feelin' groovy"
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"Jack Flash, of course, Doc, refers to Mick Jaggar; Jumping Jack Flash, Sympathy for the Devil. It's all there. And I've always thought that the Jester in the James Dean coat was Bob Dylan!"
It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be.
YOU HAVE BEEN STRUCK BY THE RANDOM MOO!!!
with a baa
Copy this message onto other Deviant's user pages!^_^
RULEZ:
1- You can MOO the person who MOO'd you! (it's encouraged!)
2- You ~MUST~ MOO at least 5 people! (if you don't, no big deal - I'll just go kill myself and put that on your conscience...)
3- MOO anyone (or anything) you want. MOO's are non-discriminatory!
Remember to MOO whoever MOO'd you! They took the time to do it to you, why not return the love?^^
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"Here is a scale.Weigh it out and you will find easily more than sufficient doubt that these colors you see were picked in advance by some careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty.They are smeared and these blurs come in random order to color the e
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I've been tainted - You are stunning and I just want you
-Dir en Grey-
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