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A prelude to catastropheIf there ever was man who could burn a bridge... / ...I’d set fire to the village. / I’d kidnap the mayor, hold him for ransom and cut off his head after the note was paid.
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Aug 18, 2013
burntAs if the fire wasn't enough. / They decide to spit on the ashes. / I still remember the smoke though
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Nov 24, 2012
Untitledthere isn't anything to be said / Nothing to be seen / there isn't an interesting thing about it
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Aug 24, 2012
Things I loveThe smell of fresh earth / The sun shining through cracks / The smoothness of a womans skin
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Apr 23, 2012
Something You Should Knowlet it go / it's hard / life isn't a relationship child
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Mar 11, 2012
Haikus 5, 7, and 5 (for her)Heaven was not found. / You've showed me it was here, now, / in life and in love.
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Feb 14, 2012
HeavyOur hearts are heavy with the weight of the world. / They sink deeper and deeper into a sea of troubles and worries. / There is no land of ours we can call home anymore.
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Feb 2, 2012
Cloud EnvyAnd then one day, I looked up and said, I wanna be like them. / Like those big white pillow puffs from mass bodies of water that roll across the sky like kids up top hills. / Carefree.
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Jan 21, 2012
Sun Set on His Cloudy FaceHe turns his head and watches the Sunset in the west. / The last of the days light broken up into rays and beams by clouds and mountains. / The dust has settled.
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Dec 29, 2011
Of Beer-Soaked Mourning Upon Starry EyesMisery knows a drunk with hangover / It knows a poor soul sick with flu and no one to care for them / It knows the lost dog to house broken to fend for itself
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Dec 29, 2011
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