

Virgin Skin.The drought made us virgins again Bald and amorphous like our now and past fetus feelings I look down to see love letters carved into the sands of our time And above, pictures painted in loving memory of my loving memory In memory of you. In the light I burn paper quickly to ashes In the darkness an orange glow levitates before my lips And illuminates the smoke that envelops me My mind loves real dark colour schemes And so, Blinded, I trip when I chase after dreams And then cry as I watch them fly away like golden butterflies into the shadows. I wish I could make usVirgin Skin.


Princess.Princess,Princess.
Sometimes I think of killing. I also think of the consequences and I admit that out of fear I dont act on these thoughts. You told me that if I killed the ones I mentioned to you then we would have no chance of being together. Our chances are small right now though.
I told you that at this moment I would marry you. Yes, I asked you to marry me. I was only partially serious. I would have loved to marry you but I cannot provide for us and entering into the covenant would be a very naïve and foolish move. Were young though, were allowed to make mistakes.
I really want


Poison Clouds.I lay my body down on prickly green grass that oddly is a comfort to my shirtless back. With my hands beneath my mohawked head I stare up at the sky, more specifically the clouds. They fill the sky and move by so slowly. No, today they move quickly, so quickly...in a hurry to poison the rest of the world.Poison Clouds.
This planet is toxic and we werent born with gas masks. She looked up and over at me then from her position, seated neatly beneath a tree. I didnt care about the type. It was a tree and thats all I needed to know. What are you talking about, boy? I shifted my body on the prickly surface
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Believe it or not, I can actually draw. -Michelangelo
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8U SMELLS LIKE MADNESS.
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Remember, remember
The Fifth of November
The gunpowder treason and plot
I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
You don't have to die to be dead...
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Coming to an end..
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Remember, remember
The Fifth of November
The gunpowder treason and plot
I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
You don't have to die to be dead...
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words can love and cause harm
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Coming to an end..
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[The book is still open the pages as empty as me.]
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Coming to an end..
I really appreciate it
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Believe it or not, I can actually draw. -Michelangelo
♪. . . I'm your friend too, Mr. Todd. . .♪
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