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milk of equanimity.you taught me that a gun / without a bullet / weighs much more than
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Feb 19, 2011
today, i do not want to exist.i tried to eat my whole heart raw once. / but i could not stomach it. could not stomach the noxious ventricles down my throat, could not swallow the bollus of unfleshly pink carnage. / so i broke it into pieces and i blamed you instead, because it seemed easier to say you broke me than to say that i ever loved you.
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Feb 19, 2011
wicked clowns.~*to the garden lack of the pulse of insect's colour / paved with voices, / a dreaming girl selling her little body
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Jan 2, 2011
erase meand the sheep turned on their sheopard / selfish / and drank their saviors blood
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Dec 30, 2010
to be human is to diewhite (birds and red) birds / making blisters in the sky / - - memento mori.
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Dec 30, 2010
R.I.P*i cant do it anymore..* / ***
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Dec 25, 2010
♥.your face as pale as knuckle, / it fell off like a stubborn cherry, / your mouth is clever as a ****
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Dec 17, 2010
rumors!!*they wanna see me dead, puttin prices on my head, / spread da rumorz around town, like i fell down! / they can hold me down, they cant stop my shine!
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Dec 17, 2010
Aline.I reside in your stomach, lying here is bliss…getting gnawed on everyday by your attacking pepsin enzyme. I suspect you would not digest me yet, dear Jennor? You sneak. You, I believe have changed me the most, with your knives. You cut and carve me in your pleasure…shaping, moulding me into the person ridiculously typing this myfuck **** today. In return, I’ve done nothing but bleed with you under the cyanide sun. You’ve ordered me to write, of which I obeyed, and forced me into acceptance. You protect me from everything, at a distance, possessively stalking from the shadows. For that I thank you, and I adore you, ever so dastardly. When I am strong enough, I shall protect you too, and be there to save you…I shall infeckt you in my eternity. You claim my soul, locked up for safety …and but of course, our secrets shall stay untold. Smother me, until I am purple and can no longer breathe.
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Dec 17, 2010
GreyAPPLEJUICE!The sun would always come out a little after / the mind massacre / - follow the monsters-
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Dec 16, 2010
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