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The RealThe RealThe Real
There’s a fear of someone better, All I know was written in a letter Of self-destruction and listlessness.
We all find someone, Something that resembles What makes us feel comfortable.
She hugs me as sweat drips From every part of me… “I’m so glad you’re here”
I fell asleep in her arms. She held me until the sun came up. Then I was awakened by a kiss.
“I’m here…I’m here… Please breathe, oh God Why aren’t you breathing?”
I just want to
by ~calus
The MindThe MindThe Mind
My senses are tangled in emotions, There stands tall in shackles My enemy being tossed about by the ocean.
I couldn’t understand his ways, Senselessness is beckoning I can’t see her…
“Let me in”, let her in.
She can’t help you anymore. Everything is tied in a knot.
“I want answers, why can’t I have answers.” untangle
What can’t be untangled.
“Open the door, please… Open the door” Let her in, She’s almost everything you need.
I
by ~calus
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3 and 4Our Quasi-Love Bracelet3 and 4
It's funny that Such a small decision... ...to stumble in your house Could rejigger the puzzle of my (our?) life redundant: Now we're blood brother and sister.
And to prove it (you don't have to prove it), You braided me a bracelet From the cut-rate sting Your mother bought
From the local arts and crafts store.
The braids endlessly weave a tight circle Around my scrawny wrist... ...dents in my skin Up and down, I masturbate the bracelet, Up and down my wrist: So, so, so, so, so Uncomfortable. &nb
by ~cygnusvismund
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- Interests: writing(of course), guitar, music
- Favourite movie: Edward Scissorhands
- Favourite band or musician: Showbread
- Favourite genre of music: Anything
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allan Poe
- Operating System: Windows XP Media Center Edition
- MP3 player of choice: Zune
- Favourite gaming platform: PS3
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The world is an eraser for these words
- Jack Kerouac
we must destroy that which contains us
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Just Love Me
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//Im a School Girl in a Stoopid World.
..If You Cant Dazzle The World With Your Knowledge then baffle them with your BS..
I <333 You...If I Kno You Enough O o Weirdo.
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though in time...the thought leave bent.
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