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Coldness WithinI camouflageColdness Within
my heart in the icy blue chamber of Death’s revolver. Tendrils coil
around and numb me from the fear
of survival as my eyes slip beneath
the reforming crystals and life’s grasp.
Small frail bubbles escape
their half-hearted capture in the swirls of pale auburn hair and unseen tears. My fingertips release the edge like the tattered
sails of a submerging ship.
My last breath suspends me
like a passionate kiss on a lover’s chest until the anxious beats chill into nothingness &
by =Infrunitas
Loup-Garouby =salshep
Meghan, My MeghanMeghan, My MeghanMeghan, My Meghan
words are rattling in my head right now, things i think i should tell her, like i love the way she shines brighter than all, but her shine is equaled only by her softness.
to look once is to give away a prayer to some greater chapter of life. she has a thing for scenery. she would wish the moment into the petals of a rose or the spiral of coral, that sits in the bottom of the sea, escaping her thoughts like the words she needs to express her own heart.
there was a boy who loved these things about her. Hi
by ~justb
A Serving of Humble PieLove looks foreign from feeling, Twisted with guilt and frozen in thought. Having loved, I see surely that state. Unequaled in taste as the Earth it wrought, It drifts there with the annals of frost,A Serving of Humble Pie
Unburdened by the vexes of weight. As space so shrewdly goes, so love grows, While seeking its nexus, naught. But for this moment, could take your heart By forming the very fate to start And leave you with no words to cry As no amount could there abide. With love you have the seed for minds To reach out to their likest kinds And call on magic left to cross,
by ~justb
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- Current Residence: stevens point
- Interests: music.love.art.
- Favourite movie: tideland
- Favourite band or musician: alkaline trio,fat city reprise.cloud cult.daniel johnston
- Favourite genre of music: everything
- Favourite poet or writer: bukowski.brett banfe.
- Personal Quote: "when there's nothing left to burn,you've got to throw yourself into the fire"
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/meghannahgem
- AIM: schnecko85
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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
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once you begin to do what is right, who will be able to do what is left?
Bertolt Brecht - "Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are."
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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
I got the latest life patch, patched right up to... Wait, let me go check.
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once you begin to do what is right, who will be able to do what is left?
Bertolt Brecht - "Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are."
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