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Seven Oclock Slut...My SOSI always wanna know The people who will never be The Alexander the Greats The Hitlers The Bill Gates People who just don't know their place The Vagabonds The Whores The fagots People who won't pray to Jim Moore I know your Gods And they are nothing but The Deaf The Blind The Forgotten Much like Prometheus and the great find I'm talking fire baby The people who breath fire The Talking The Flinging The Fear Like a late night of Art Garfunkel's binging on sweet wine and cheap beer I'm on over drive Oh where arSeven Oclock Slut...My SOS
by ~ConcealedVisions
Life Point BlankI walked through the doors, more of a aggravated strut then anything, parking was a bitch when all the highschoolers got out, and stopped, remember bowling my thoughts dashed to me. Immediately I slowed my walk to a giddy little strut trying to look girly, but succeeding at only looking awkward. I reached the counter leaning against it, already exhausted from walking up here, I needed a treat, needed it badly.Life Point Blank
"One Turtle Cappuccino." I said with a dramatic flare, waiting to hear the music that would signal that some Hotness was side glaring at me. And then I'd side glare back
by ~ConcealedVisions
NahLo?Cold I'm patroling around the snow Free me I'm so feeble in the rain Warm me So that if I died tomorrow Would there have been clues today? Do I say "I love you" just because Am I angry as I go? Do I cry out for justice? "I'm right here." Just looking No touching Trust me I know the rules I broke them firstNahLo?
by ~ConcealedVisions
ITIWGTBDAIWFreedom Its beautiful To choose I chose myself And you chose others Place my selfishness on the shelf High above that .45 The last piece to my puzzle It has someone elses name scribbled over it I can't read it The letters make no sense I thought long ago I was damned to be alone That this path would grow only darker That I fall prey to it Shaking Fetal position Tears streaming Your goneITIWGTBDAIW
by ~ConcealedVisions
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you're my muse.The way you escape reality is breath-taking With a single drop of imagination, you're inside me Floating around on my bloodied wishes And playing the keys of my loneliness - Without me there My gray eyes cry those, black icy tears that you do Knowing that to closer to my world you could get The more invisible decaying I fear I wish for the romance of illegal ecstasy I'll stare into your blue eyes - I'll stroke your black hair! These words you sing will reach Absolution somewhere I wince at your unloved, broken soul As to the day we could ignite through asphyxiated syndrome &nbsyou're my muse.
by ~Drayned-Voodoo
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- Current Residence: Argh...Boring Southern Hell
- Interests: People
- Shell of choice: Desire
- Favourite cartoon character: I don't like Cartoons so much as Jim Henson's stuff
- Personal Quote: Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life -Red Auerbach
- Tools of the Trade: Fingers And a Toungue of Many Forms
- AIM: Xx ForgetHer xX
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I am not the boy next door...
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do you see yourself in my gypsy ways?
in my fits of laughter?
in my tinkerbell tendencies?
in my lack of color coordination?
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:: Oh God he sucked me dry. Just bones and birdsongs, ashes and dust ::
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