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My cat is so strange
And k
I need to go to bed.
And k
I need to go to bed.
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Malefic Condescension: Bitterly Crying (Out) III
A muted grey war,
Prolific wolf weapons howl war's endless greed reigning in the apocalypse contagions from dry vampiric heaving fangs after the world's bleed silent, Every consciousness architect epidermis husk lies cauterised by brimstone six malfunctioning worm feet under the toxic sandcastle earth landscape, Ruined appearances paying an eternal blackened destiny pacifist death homage to fail miracle safe myths the signs eluded to... But no inhumane reissued ghost holding its derelict a-rogue-moral breath in a doomed tomb like shell obsidian rose a finger to end avarice's...
Prolific wolf weapons howl war's endless greed reigning in the apocalypse contagions from dry vampiric heaving fangs after the world's bleed silent, Every consciousness architect epidermis husk lies cauterised by brimstone six malfunctioning worm feet under the toxic sandcastle earth landscape, Ruined appearances paying an eternal blackened destiny pacifist death homage to fail miracle safe myths the signs eluded to... But no inhumane reissued ghost holding its derelict a-rogue-moral breath in a doomed tomb like shell obsidian rose a finger to end avarice's...
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The Color White
A blank sheet
Has so much potential
In the right hands it can become so much
Or so little
The color white is empty
Desolate
But holds the shape-shifting transformability
That all humans crave
Because a simple sheet of paper
Can become such a masterpiece
It can be shaped
It can be inscribed upon
It can be changed
And it can change people
A clean slate
A fresh start
Brand new
A blank sheet
Colored white
Awaiting its author’s touch
Or its painter’s brush stroke
Becomes something beautiful...
Has so much potential
In the right hands it can become so much
Or so little
The color white is empty
Desolate
But holds the shape-shifting transformability
That all humans crave
Because a simple sheet of paper
Can become such a masterpiece
It can be shaped
It can be inscribed upon
It can be changed
And it can change people
A clean slate
A fresh start
Brand new
A blank sheet
Colored white
Awaiting its author’s touch
Or its painter’s brush stroke
Becomes something beautiful...
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a Leonine moment
A Leonine Moment
Yellow lion teeth like petals of love
I picked in the green savannah grass,
it had just stopped raining and pearls,
as glass bead around a child´s neck,
glinted in the sun that had been hiding
behind rain pregnant clouds, thunder
and lightening; far away I heard
a lion roar, inconsolable was its loss.
Yellow lion teeth like petals of love
I picked in the green savannah grass,
it had just stopped raining and pearls,
as glass bead around a child´s neck,
glinted in the sun that had been hiding
behind rain pregnant clouds, thunder
and lightening; far away I heard
a lion roar, inconsolable was its loss.
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still miss you grandad
They say that times a healer when a loved one passes away..
And time will heal your heart and get easier every day...
Some times my heart still breaks and its harder every year...
Why did they take my grandad who should be loving life down here...
To young to understand when mum said you had died.. I was with you right before I told mum has I cried...
Was hard for me back then cos I was just a kid...
Who constantly missed her grandad no matter what I did...
now im 25 and still it breaks my heart...
Cry like it was yesterday wen 11 years we've been apart......
And time will heal your heart and get easier every day...
Some times my heart still breaks and its harder every year...
Why did they take my grandad who should be loving life down here...
To young to understand when mum said you had died.. I was with you right before I told mum has I cried...
Was hard for me back then cos I was just a kid...
Who constantly missed her grandad no matter what I did...
now im 25 and still it breaks my heart...
Cry like it was yesterday wen 11 years we've been apart......
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#lover
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Citadel of Luck
For ages past,
I circled the world of entitles life, a black in chains of hopelessness sheep in the dungeons of a luck predator's sand citadel universe, every ounce of my white chance at happiness was spent on the die roll, on that day. The one I met you...!
In earnest anticipation of,
I circled the world of entitles life, a black in chains of hopelessness sheep in the dungeons of a luck predator's sand citadel universe, every ounce of my white chance at happiness was spent on the die roll, on that day. The one I met you...!
In earnest anticipation of,
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Malefic Condescension: Wrought by You II
Drawing worthless diction as fire,
Unqualified lucid pictures of muted clouds entitled hope, Inaudibly described via a depravity of discord, A torrential malady choir of misshapen atonement deficit cast foreseen just libel out angels, Whose eyes re filled with numb denouncement matriarchal Lilith established garden of misery over marionette's adorned with the purposeful threat of silence augmented by a sandcastle of memory shrapnel ache flames!
Casting deviant ghostly tyrannically wounded crowns as a trick corner pocket adage of coins, Minted souls caste in an unholy...
Unqualified lucid pictures of muted clouds entitled hope, Inaudibly described via a depravity of discord, A torrential malady choir of misshapen atonement deficit cast foreseen just libel out angels, Whose eyes re filled with numb denouncement matriarchal Lilith established garden of misery over marionette's adorned with the purposeful threat of silence augmented by a sandcastle of memory shrapnel ache flames!
Casting deviant ghostly tyrannically wounded crowns as a trick corner pocket adage of coins, Minted souls caste in an unholy...
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632
These thoughts are swallowing me whole
And consuming every part of me.
Make it stop.
And consuming every part of me.
Make it stop.
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Malefic Condescension: Tearing Down Heaven II
Karma's ten,
Endlessly regaining momentum thousand star collection of nameless miracle forsaken lives, Exit into solitude, The steep breathless mountain, Sight of a waylaid heaven transcribed in earthly - not even half mythically acquitted divine - silence of a Darling... Mother of All Gods' says everything!
Oh Sleeper, Queen of our ill carpe inherited diem nurture, why does cancer run amok? Holding ransom broken faith cross captive so many world sandcastle in ruins wide lives...? Do we not hold enough revival of belief to purchase the descending... Of Your touch,...
Endlessly regaining momentum thousand star collection of nameless miracle forsaken lives, Exit into solitude, The steep breathless mountain, Sight of a waylaid heaven transcribed in earthly - not even half mythically acquitted divine - silence of a Darling... Mother of All Gods' says everything!
Oh Sleeper, Queen of our ill carpe inherited diem nurture, why does cancer run amok? Holding ransom broken faith cross captive so many world sandcastle in ruins wide lives...? Do we not hold enough revival of belief to purchase the descending... Of Your touch,...
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Bakunin in Leith
Bakunin in Leith
meets tom bell
who tells tsar Nichols
to go to hell
meets tom bell
who tells tsar Nichols
to go to hell
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