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Some Devil, Some AngelThe last night has fallen When all of the thoughts fade Away. And suddenly you find The rays are cast In a bleaker light, for now You see your once proud comrade After all his pride and tone is lost, You finally look upon him, and When the world around you stops spinning You focus upon the brightest thing you see. Amidst the chaos you fall andSome Devil, Some Angel
Weep upon the mud, then You realise there is no time to Live anymore, and at that moment, How can you find the passion to Write, laugh or love? When did you last hear your brother cry, I ask you.
by ~autumn-cannibal
DemisphereWhat if Jane, whilst writing at her desk Had closed the hearts, opened the chasm And sold her soul. How many eyes would the breeze Slam shut? How many girl's hearts would soften? What code would they follow? A ring?Demisphere
A ring around the rosy flesh and murmured breath, Lessened by the wooden frame. Caught short, cut off. Settle down. Just settle. She wrote the book on love, Now we can do better, we can suck it up, And swallow.
Twice a day. Just pass the water.
Or have you heard the one about Arthur? A fatal young man of the time they say. Oh a Cambridge m
by ~autumn-cannibal
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I'd like to try out dyingI've been told I should be dying, Like to test it out one night. I'd like to suffocate you, I'd like to put out your light. Just this one time. To see what it is like. Without this life of mine. So I'd like to try out dying.I'd like to try out dying
I've been told that i should be flying, Been told by the winds passing by. I've been told that i should have feathers, That I should be soaring in the sky. Spiralling all around. Forever I'll be free. Never touch the ground. So I'd like to try out flying.
I've been told that I should be sad Tears on my face
by ~IAC
Lying DeadThe delegation of the nation Keeping the litigation flowing While the masses keep showing Their faces display false knowing Which turns the head of state And helps them create The coalition of the willing Yet the blood keeps spilling The innocents keep tilling The fields with their bodies And their souls form the basis Of a permanent stasis To lead to inevitable end So they no longer defend The rights they once had Then it all leads to this place With the poor lying face down dead For a cause they never knew And the liars keep lying &nbLying Dead
by ~IAC
Bulimic DianaBulimic Diana sits With her mind on the scale Another diet has failed As she pinches at skin Both peaked and paleBulimic Diana
Bulimic Diana frets Eroding away her nerves Fixating on every curve "Water and stale bread Are more than I deserve"
She says she's done with Purging and splurging And starving and bingeing And gagging and cringing and loathing Her shape in the mirror (Though time has been kind) "If beauty is in the eye of the beholder Then surely I must be blind"
Bulimic Diana cries Oh, the turmoil she hides inside
by ~Viva-Hate
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- Current Residence: Wherever I wake up (england)
- Interests: Scuba diving, Rugby, Poetry, Bass guitar
- Favourite movie: The Godfather Part 1
- Favourite band or musician: Muse
- Favourite genre of music: Rock/Jazz
- Favourite artist: Lichtenstein
- Favourite poet or writer: Thomas Hardy
- MP3 player of choice: Sony Walkman
- Favourite game: Love
- Favourite cartoon character: Who's that speedy fellow in the sombrero?
- Personal Quote: Luck is a blessing, misfortune is a test
- Tools of the Trade: Waterman Fountain Pen and my personal muse
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Throw your inhibitions out the window, tread through life with open minds and open hearts and truly see what the world has to offer.
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Cruciatus Animus, Pius Vates
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I'm so bad.. I do it in bed... in the backseat... on the couch.
Texting is such a horrible addiction.
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Cruciatus Animus, Pius Vates
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"Reach she said for no one else but you
'Cause you won't turn away
When someone else is gone." - "Long Day"
"I am in earnest--I will not equivocate--I will not excuse--I will not retreat a single inch and I will be heard." -- William L. Garrison
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Cruciatus Animus, Pius Vates
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