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Art is sacred.My writing is an art form that you will never truly see. / I can read you excerpts, though I choose
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Mar 18, 2013
TanquerayThe scent of gin flows / With every step it grows / More pungent / The bottles flow / They say, / "W
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Mar 17, 2013
Thanks for nothing.The solution you pose is only temporary; / A bandaid over a bullet wound. / You can cover signs of p
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Mar 17, 2013
Shed.I'd gladly strip down naked for you, / But I already have. / Beyond clothes, there's only so much /
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Nov 22, 2012
Abort.The seeds were already planted, / We just neglected to watch them grow. / Just when the buds began t
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Nov 22, 2012
Waiting to Spoil.I sit patiently waiting to spoil. / The rays bouncing off emerald leaves / Cast tiny shadow displays
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May 3, 2012
Speak for yourself.I tell the lies / For I fear the truth / That baffles and tricks and lies before me. / Today I just
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Jun 5, 2011
You can keep dreaming. In the end its all a lie.It's like stretching your arms out for your last breath, / last smell, last vision, last touch. / Th
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Jun 5, 2011
Untitled.The lashings of a love / Ruled by an iridescent form / Of hate, sorrow and fear / Controlling your e
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Dec 28, 2010
Hey guys, check out the disposal unit.Manipulated like buttons. / Pressed systematically / And bound in cables. / Sit and stare. / Get suc
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Dec 2, 2010
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