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Empty shell casing's litter these streets. I call home, my destiny. |
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story time (20-11-2009 at 04:02 AM) |
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So motivation is the key
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Posted on 10-11-2009 at 03:37 AM
When ever I start writing, I just hate it and throw it out or stop working on it.
Story of my life
Why try anything when you don't finish it? Why do you continue to strive when you strive to defeat yourself. More on that later I guess.
You see, i'm fragile; mask in hand I aspire. But when the mask is taken off I linger on the hinges of fear. Will not and cannot comply to any
need imagined or real. I can not comply. I procrastinate and push aside... ...Read more
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Funny stuff
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Posted on 5-11-2009 at 12:24 AM 
I think the caption says all that needs be said. Mood: Im sticky....in the hand area.
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The Hand
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Posted on 26-9-2009 at 01:53 PM
We advocate it
Using it to push open
the gate
We rise to the occasion
A hand to reach down
Grip and rise
To fall, we are the same
Mind and body, Hand and Spirit
We rise, and fall. Grace and destiny
Satisfy and destroy
Yanked to life, Pushed to death
Love ourselves, show love to others
Others hands so close, gripping.
Life and death do we go hand in hand
Yanked to life, pushed to death.
Love ourselves, The hand gives us
love and death. Destiny and shame.
(Work in progress) Mood: Judgement.
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The Beginning is the End is the Beginning
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Posted on 26-11-2008 at 11:17 AM
The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate
Is it bright where you are
And Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
Now all secrets fade
We can watch the world devoured in its pain
Delivered from the blast
The last of a line of lasts
The pale princess of a palace cracked
And now... ...Read more
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So i was going
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Posted on 14-11-2008 at 06:28 AM
heres one of them..
I think I was 18 or 19 in that one.
this one was when i was 18
same
and yea im jewish.. O_o Mood: Judgement.
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