Thinking....Smell the agony Draw the wasteful efforts of humanity's proud claims. This deteriorating Earth Representing the people's achievements.Thinking....
Climbing over meadows
Such fierce obstacles. Those adults bathe in their complexity To comprehend so little.
Mocking love, molesting government, and molding defeat Is the anarchy's language, Repeating to learn What is defined as mimicking. To only succeed in Tasting their own Narcissi um.
It's What I SeeRough waters, A soft foam The scent of home lingers endlessly A moon too full for its own well being, These rocks imitating sand Bare sharp teeth meant To eat through flesh. These waves justify strength Only their plump scent Supports their innocence, This night is exhilaration. A sea too black to call dark. Where rocks are just as impassiveIt's What I See
As the crowds they mimic.
This place so sacred It's nirvana. Then again it's all a memory It's just the past. But, it's what bound Me to you.
BastardThere she stands Glued and impassive. The people flock by An American here The Latinos there The Italians stare. All fleeingBastard
To their nest. Each a different tree A different branch
A different leaf The colors envelope into one another
Until none exist Except one. A flash of yellow
She's transfixed. Briskly passing The eyes narrow
A card devoured by a click Then gone One more glance
She waits And she still waits...
Long time!
Hmmm, I really, really want to go on a roadtrip this summer!! Will you please go with me to Chicago?!
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Begin, murderer. Pox, leave thy damnable faces and begin. Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.
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Live for Ville Valo. "You can never have enough prositution." Kat L. (My Wife)
As the petals of a rose fall, so does my life that passes me by.
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~*The REAL L Woods*~
"What's the point in living if you can't feel alive?"
"If you live by the thoughts of others, what is the point in having your own?"
.."What's the point?!"
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Live for Ville Valo. "You can never have enough prositution." Kat L. (My Wife)
As the petals of a rose fall, so does my life that passes me by.
--
~*The REAL L Woods*~
"What's the point in living if you can't feel alive?"
"If you live by the thoughts of others, what is the point in having your own?"
.."What's the point?!"
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Live for Ville Valo. "You can never have enough prositution." Kat L. (My Wife)
As the petals of a rose fall, so does my life that passes me by.
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