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'8 lifetimes' All I get is a glimpse I can't. You wont. In 1,000 years it seems.
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'8 lifetimes' All I get is a glimpse I can't. You wont. In 1,000 years it seems.
Eight You are walking the road I always tread. You feel nothing, we are a different breed. You are the religion, I always need. I collect the broken, to build my creed. Disaffected. I'm infected What…
Scornful a dog is a friend to an end. I aim to test this First I need a dog Then a friend in me Then a friend in dog. Second I need is tests I shall not rest unless the dog resents me. If you like wh…
I hate life. All life. Legs! Stand up for me Is this where you want to be? Shouldn't cry, cannot flee fight back, just to see You've prolonged the pain. Plea? No one cares. Buttfaced : Me Escape insi…
The graph is data log of average values recorded for a year of a solar panel as sun rises. Careful with your smile I'll give you this much I was lost there for a while. I can see through you from a m…
desert eagle Details are quite hazy. I swear I'm not crazy. I faintly remember aching what do you mean, faking? Blood dripped and creeped on floor then slowly sipped down the sink. I was on brink of…
I wish I cared as much I feel I should No words I have can explain the stench of rotting corpse of love lying on the park bench ..we first met. I'm crippled by this shock and awe, go on ask me what I…
This Poem is Not About Drugs No form or figure. I feel a little bigger. No time to shiver. I'm hotter than ever. I am vapor. Sometimes I'm puddle pillows I cuddle know I am a muddle of sighs. four wa…
All interaction with the living kind is made up of disappointment right under the veil of other sentiments and must be avoided as far as possible a glimpse I told myself, poor! just that! I behold, n…
Kill-a-Man-Jar-O Why so shallow? is the borrowed halo too heavy for your head? Why do I wallow When I know life swallows time, leaving me for dead? God left us bereft of it. because, all he touched w…