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Shout it out... thing.in deviantID on 4/11/08
Morbid Ode.A worldly view Can’t be held so young. And the weight of words Are left unsung. You’re too young To understand. Why things go wrong And the best laid plans. Seventeen years Are far too few. To do the things You want to do. When I was a kid Streets were safe. And nothing everMorbid Ode.
Went to waste.
This generation That we’re in, Won’t open up To let us in. With our pretentious ramblings Of putrid hope. And jaded scripts
Of anecdotes. And our flesh is rotting, Our hair recedin
in Open on 7/14/07
Paranoia.Footsteps thud down below and whenever they speed up past their usual tempo I panic. Why are people moving faster downstairs? Why are they running and what happened? Is everyone okay? They stop. Is someone disposing of a body? Are they cleaning up the mess they made when they hacked each other apart? Why are they moving again? Why are they going so fast? Wait, a new sound. Why is my sister awake? I think she’s laughing, though it could be crying. Why is she crying? Did her boyfriend dump her? Is she contemplating suicide now? Oh God, what if she kills herself? Will I be responsible?Paranoia.
What was that sound downstairs? What just
in Perspectives on 7/12/07
Something crappy.I like wearing cement shoes They make me dance To old-time blues.Something crappy.
I like smelling stinky fumes That choke and gasp The dead in tombs.
I like reading cloudy skies And watching birds And people fly.
I like watching kaleidoscopes And the joys they bring And the sound of hope.
I like listening to people talk And whispered screams And classic rock.
I like eating post-it notes They tickle my brain And scratch my throat.
I like being on city streets And like when people notice me. &nb
in Fixed on 6/23/07
TiredDevious Information
- Current Age: 18.
- Interests: Boys who look like girls. Girls who look like boys.
- Favourite movie: Requiem for a Dream.
- Favourite band or musician: Nirvana.
- Favourite genre of music: Most music is good music.
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, Anne Rice... Doctor Seuss. :D
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To save time, assume I know everything.
As it was, I sat there with Jess looking at pictures of some guy she's a bit ga-gaa over via MySpace on my Tuesday afternoon.
I need to sleep now. I was at my friend's last night, didn't sleep much.
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To save time, assume I know everything.
Why are you not here? ;-; *ambles away*
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To save time, assume I know everything.
Perfectly clear. And yus, I miss our talks! I shall find the time to get my ass online. Oh yes, I shall!
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To save time, assume I know everything.
And I do believe you're the one not here today. :3
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To save time, assume I know everything.
I've just been online for like... two hours. Longest in a while. And I'm talking to this guy I'd not spoken to since summer, and now I miss you.
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To save time, assume I know everything.
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To save time, assume I know everything.
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Talk Scottish to me!
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Just most monkeys cant be bothered....
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Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
from "Through the Looking-Glass" - Lewis Carroll
I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down. - Robert Frost
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