WI    1991 -    
I like this quote:"The rage, for it's MAN who built each wall,
who has locked himself in concrete, is he afraid of nature?" ~La Rage

Your guilt will be your past and that will be your god. -Izaya
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Poetic Justice
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I like this quote:"The rage, for it's MAN who built each wall,
who has locked himself in concrete, is he afraid of nature?" ~La Rage

Your guilt will be your past and that will be your god. -Izaya
http://www.pinterest.com/mphill10391/boards/



Poetic Justice
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With a conscious like this who needs friends?

The darkest thing I've seen are the smug looks on others faces
When they inside speak of crulity
on the outside smile vaccant

On a canyons bluff where the only flora grows, stand a domed chrome telescope. Howling like the winds blow erodes, a wolf in the distance. Tirelessly the moon tracked like a God's ear to a prayer, the world never listened, not the way the stars glisten. Not the way the heavens bliss scrolls tirelessly into infinity. Revealed in the space between focal, no locals seem to care. Fruitless work lives on, in the flows, prose, and notes like timelapse. Effort is a solitary mention. My joys have the attention.

I am fair in the things I personally. Take that personally.

I gave up the level climb
Fate tosses me a quarter
Every time I lose a life
retry

Leave this up to chance
practiced so much my fingers ache
I hit the start
button and I quit the game

Middle of the night up like pornography
Slaughtering with invinicbility
8-bit salvation
HD revelation

I'm online
your logged off
I'm scoffing
elitist scrolling
I'm in queue
controlling
in hindsight
you blew it
I lone wolf
when the teams down
your camping
but I was here first
take the victory
highly evolved
feeling golden
feeling rare
feeling 1 shot
feeling 1 up
leave you
uninstalling
as I update
my kdr ballin
like I'm campaign
on hard mode
let the hell flow
bring the timer down
bring your banners down
It's not safe
so I go alone
into your base
take the white flag
with no trace

Twitch movement hit the glitch
in the code God mode
Virtually battling
reality gravity
straddling
the exp.
all for me no cool down time
plugged into the
fantasy finally
spiritual experience
my body leaves
aim true like destiny
collect myself, trinity
cheatcode enter infinity
joystick reflex paralax map
awareness of the finish line
call it 3rd person
to frist person
in your mind
feel the Win
destroy
expectations
augmented and shattering
the bosses
never
a loss
its
game on

Name of the oldest board game "game of passing, gateway"

Dragons blood takes me back
To curling smoke
Hiding the pain in a laugh

All the kids playing pretend
Therapists to adults

Everyone panders and brings up the past

Dragons blood

The anwser like always
Hides in plain sight

Pain in a laugh

You are not the stereotype of the girl who has built up walls but is crumbling inside.  You are the crumbling wall that refuses to fall.

 
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