

untitled and a work in progresLike the zeal of Akhenaten my thoughts are long forgotten long before they grace my lips It's such a marvel to watch the sands of time wash across as an eclipseuntitled and a work in progres


heart stringsflying on borrowed wings held aloft by wire and string my mind floats as though intoxicated my heart beats 'til it's masticated your nails are pins, drag across skin your lust like daggers pierce through your eyes my skin crawls with every touch with every strokeheart strings
as you fade into the night i dream of your return my mind is a flutter all other thoughts spurned as i drift into
unconciousness
Dadarama cover
The Fowl Was Exquisite
Devious Comments
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X..x..Im.Not.Afraid.Of.The.Dark.Just.Afraid.Of.Whats.Lurking.In.The.Dark..x..X
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Touch Your Fear
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Where is everybody going....and why am I in this hand basket?
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*Happy Birthday to Me: May 9*
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The way you get a better world is by not accepting substandard anything
-Joe Strummer[R.I.P.]
old town.
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When no one is watching we are invisible
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The way you get a better world is by not accepting substandard anything
-Joe Strummer[R.I.P.]
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Watch this-> [link]
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"I got jacked up coach."
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