Perhaps I'll post some of it up here.


Final FarewellPencil-thin facade, your face a cliche of paper mache liesFinal Farewell
Dancing this masquerade, your torn mask turning to confetti before my eyes
I'm going to walk away, I'll pack my things and leave I'm going far away from where we are today.
Smeared lipstick smile, your kisses tainted, this death is mine.
Facade remains naked, your bedroom eyes locked, I see you this time.
If you ever think of me, I hope that you will see that we could never be-- so this is where I leave.
Trample t


UnsentSketching unfinished imagesUnsent
of tarnished sunsets across torn-blanket mountain scenery, the mind doesn't seem
to think much sense
should be made of nonsense.
Stationery tragically standing still, spelling longing across mahogany desks left empty through economic disapproval of thought trains running through dismal stretches of mostly empty terrain.


Semi-PermanenceAlive for but a moment, my feet sinking in the sand, standing to deliver this message to Heaven: I'm waiting for a reason to fall.Semi-Permanence
In love and alive, my feet sinking in the sand, raising my voice to the sky and making this demand of heaven: send me a reason to fall.
Flat on my face, no escape, no place left to look but inside the heart still beats so I must be alive.
Alive and in love with dying, my knees sunk into the sand, I'm kneeling to ask this boon of Heaven: give me a reason to fall.
Flat o
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Cast a blind eye towards the sun,
You'll never be seen.
"Send us x dollars for blahdeeblah" Yeah, I let that die.
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Public education; mind control for the masses.
Organized religion; brainwash for the soul.
National government; forced morality for the people.
A truly great mind is one that thinks for itself.
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Cast a blind eye towards the sun,
You'll never be seen.
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Public education; mind control for the masses.
Organized religion; brainwash for the soul.
National government; forced morality for the people.
A truly great mind is one that thinks for itself.
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My Stock *evlstock
Member of *thenudeinsider
~poison girl~
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"The road to success is dotted with many tempting parking spaces." --Unknown
What Bane Means; [Look! A genius!!]
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"This deskset wants to fly" - Dead Poet's Society.
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"See, in my line of work you got to keep repeating things over and over and over again for the truth to sink in, to kind of catapult the propaganda." —George W. Bush, Greece, N.Y., May 24, 2005
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Midnight is here, i find our secret garden
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