cough. excuse me.Listen, I need to draw the crowd in, alright?
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Bete NoirThis is aggrandizing the bete noire.Bete Noir
Is this is inflating the black beast of denial
with purposeful intent, surrendering our innocence?
Yes, we sure are.
I keep pouring my life into an empty cask,
and the water won't rise.
At once as vacant
and fulfilling as the blue of your eyes.
Those holes inside your face, as dark and cold as outer space But it's always winter for the frail And always spring for the meak Misguided seasons only know to change When the casualties and the temperature reach the peak I remember the day she stole the youth fr
by ~leggy
JupiterWhere am I and where am I to go? I'm inside my brain which is inside my skull Inside this world which has grown very dull Within a fitful galaxy full of worlds just the same Just as restless and poorly destined as all of this rain A million drops like me unwilling to be tamed Because they too are on a crash course with obscurity when they felt ready for fameJupiter
Is there a mote of satisfaction to be had in being a part of it all Or do we fail to feel the flight because we're busy fearing the fall
by ~leggy
regarding lettersMy head is a postman swamped with correspondences regarding you and I His route is no more, there is only one more love letter he has to deliver He knows he can't do it and look you in the eyesregarding letters
Phrases thrown around till they're monolithic symbols or simplistic sounds Meant to be You and I Love of my life I'm the one who means it You've got me I've got you Together we grow That's why I can let you go I really didn't have a clue about love until it came down to you Sometimes the whole idea seems utterly absurd Then I look at these phrases past, and know
by ~leggy
my eyes roll off a bridgeIt's not fashionable to be this irascible, dispassionate disciple who's asking for the irrational answer to the passive arcanum They remain silent pacifists, and can you blame them? The stoic and upbraided, seats of power numbed and jaded to the dissent and hatred of their peoples' indifference and input long since fadedmy eyes roll off a bridge
We can flex our mental muscles till they snap like a shot ringing out in the field where we painted pictures of fulfillment but ended up the meal.
by ~leggy
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- Current Residence: Ringwood, NJ
- Interests: Martial arts, writing, waiting
- Favourite movie: CTHD, Punch Drunk Love, F&L in Las Vegas
- Favourite band or musician: Tool, ohGr, Skinny Puppy, Incubus, APC
- Favourite genre of music: Industrial, Alternative, Electronika
- Favourite artist: Caravaggio, Manuel Burgesse
- Favourite poet or writer: Myself
- Favourite photographer: Props to my man wretched-, wherever he is
- Favourite style of art: Much from little.
- Operating System: XP Pro. Even the name looks like it's mocking you.
- MP3 player of choice: Winamp 5 with Lucky Strike skin.
- Shell of choice: Define "shell".
- Wallpaper of choice: My own Lucky Strike "Good Luck" WP
- Skin of choice: N/A
- Favourite game: It's all one big game.
- Favourite gaming platform: PC was always best and always shall be.
- Favourite cartoon character: Jesus Christ
- Personal Quote: Purity is purely bullshit.
- Tools of the Trade: Wordpad, paper, pen, PS6
- Email: styx_argentum@yahoo.com
- AIM: Styx Argentum
- Yahoo: saiyamanssj
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Jess Stranger
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."Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape."
--Anne Bishop Sebastian
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Death grows...
I was sorting through my various things on dA, and noticed that I hadn't talked to you in a while.
I wondered why.
Then I discovered that you weren't on my watchlist anymore! oh, the shock and the horror!
anyway, it'd be nice to chat with you again sometime.
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spongemonkey pr0n!
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I'm antsy
Bubble pop electric pansies
My sweet tooth, I want your candy
The Queen of Eng would say it randy
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I will light you up like the city from the skyline drive on a night worth forgetting
As I take you through the paces, I can think of nothing but her blood-lubricated orifices
And oh god let me savor the looks on your faces
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