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sam-schroder-shaddow
English
Broken down and undefined your so much worse then I thought in my mind reality hurts especially at the first look. Take a taste and never question weather or not it is food. You passionatly **** at expressing yourself and it makes me sick. Just like the food you give me. your helplessly asking for help without asking and its annoying to watch you try to talk with your mouth closed.
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 4:29 AM UTC
clear.it.y
Its hard to wallow in sorrow its even harder to watch you do it. I don't love you or care about you or know you but I want to. It's ok that we forgot how to feel so I guess its ok that I am in pain now. Can we remember? I want to just ******* stop, trying. go do something. It's pathetic. Your pathetic. Carry a flower by its petals to the icy marble of an upside down statue of a Catholic reverend mothers torn womb. Torn petals broken flowers let it move and slide through space pressed tightly between two pains of glass the juices excrete from the flesh of a flower. Its really beautiful. My mind is so happy, the satisfaction of watching the life squeeze out of a flower under glass makes me feel safe to express the emotion love.
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 1:56 AM UTC
with two hands, firmly
Electronic microscopic unlimited data storage reprogrammable detachable secure and hidden in a cute red ribbon. It holds some files that might make you cry your eyes out. Photos of dead things and living things one after another. Pixilated imagery redefines your minds third eye and its natural production of dimethyltryptamine its very mean to think that death smells good in mass. Sensory data, delete. Forget about it child your too young to think its crazy, and abnormal don't be abnormal, it is dangerous to be too free because in freedom you can become a little dumb loose your mind forget what living is. Go plant a flower or a tree take a walk sometime its healthy to move. Because you talk about how stagnate society is getting wail you sit there every day out of your mind exploring something you cant even see or feel. It's really silly to try to get something out of nothing, but data.
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Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 9:08 PM UTC
electrode
Hello you there, blind one. where have you put your eyes? forgot how to see forgot how to fly it's hard to never know, why you are stuck. take a bite of an apple, what do you taste... are you human? nothing at all. oh but just how delicious can the most delicious of all the ripe apples be, if your blind and cant taste and forgot how to fly, those apples will be stuck in the tree. apparently they are not for you
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Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 6:45 AM UTC
the body
creative expression can only be judged by expressionless creativity
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Jan 10, 2011
Jan 10, 2011 at 7:01 PM UTC
UNTITLED
expression is the most amazing thing I want to feel free we always have it is not a thing it is and never wonder why a way of being it's expensive this is all interwoven I love how much I care because none of it makes. write about why you think, you? any sense at all? but always think and how creative in my mind this is all can be when you just try forever separate and your and stop doing forever ******* delusional to think that I could ever stop loving you
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Jan 10, 2011
Jan 10, 2011 at 11:21 AM UTC
Inside
silence is as silence does they tell me this is all because we are free and you are not to be the one who is no... one at all rounded by something skinny and seen through a letter and a book and a fire of burning paper and words thought out by ideas called paper and pen and man and why? dissolve it all it's all unreal and forever here there is near infinity
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Jan 10, 2011
Jan 10, 2011 at 8:43 AM UTC
time is irrelivant
The healthiest choices made are final and official never always. dissolved in solid molten cast ?
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Jan 9, 2011
Jan 9, 2011 at 11:26 PM UTC
concrete
as the silence falls you wonder why it's all here for us to appreciate it's bitter and very sweet to put it on top of the tip of your nose and then let it fall into your mouth, it is a big red cherry that will make you happy, let it fall. back into my arms and hold me   inside the love here thank you and forgive me it's done but not really I never know I want to be and feel everything forever. Because it sounds blissful. all I have to say is good and nice are ****** words. I love you tooooooooooooo myself. again, Get it through your thick skull, you are the only one who? loves you for me. because it's beautiful. and so are you When I stand here or sit there wondering why this is all happening, I remember that I always forgot to ask how to make the fractals stop after I got them going and it's all quite sill now because I still have no understanding of the word I
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Jan 9, 2011
Jan 9, 2011 at 11:08 PM UTC
titles are for poems
The simplest and the most beautiful we are all art expressive. Dissolved, questioning. It’s beautiful to splatter everywhere Sometimes. Colorful and clear. always there and very real but never clear, enough? You make me smile sometimes and cry a lot its beautiful and colorful period. I love it and don't know what love is so its ok for me to sit here wondering why I try to understand nothing that is all constructed by a bad trip staring into the endless reflection of a painted lampshade on the surface.... of a mind. Or shiny thing that reflects. endlessly. Can you think of me as a bridge or sea? endlessly following you or surrounding you never supporting you only in your mind? Your so microscopic and I love it **** you we made this! I love it all and its ok because no one really made the sea or the bridge that crosses it anyways... it’s all not really there. I wish it was, but it isn't. Because I Because I Because I Because I feel? Nothing of it. Now paint me again and rinse me white coat me with your tender sweat device it’s called a thought running through my mind meaning nothing and everything at the same time wipe me off again because you know I love the paint more then the white canvas. It’s brilliantly beautiful, sometimes, especially in the sunlight. Because man made light doesn't shine just right It’s so complex and hard to define but not even worth the ******* time I love it every time I notice that word coming up in my, writing? It’s all just nothing anyways?
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Jan 9, 2011
Jan 9, 2011 at 9:03 PM UTC
?art kills!
The simplest and the most beautiful we are all art expressive. Dissolved, questioning. It’s beautiful to splatter everywhere Sometimes. Colorful and clear. always there and very real but never clear, enough? You make me smile sometimes and cry a lot its beautiful and colorful period. I love it and don't know what love is so its ok for me to sit here wondering why I try to understand nothing that is all constructed by a bad trip staring into the endless reflection of a painted lampshade on the surface.... of a mind. Or shiny thing that reflects. endlessly. Can you think of me as a bridge or sea? endlessly following you or surrounding you never supporting you only in your mind? Your so microscopic and I love it **** you we made this! I love it all and its ok because no one really made the sea or the bridge that crosses it anyways... it’s all not really there. I wish it was, but it isn't. Because I Because I Because I Because I feel? Nothing of it. Now paint me again and rinse me white coat me with your tender sweat device it’s called a thought running through my mind meaning nothing and everything at the same time wipe me off again because you know I love the paint more then the white canvas. It’s brilliantly beautiful, sometimes, especially in the sunlight. Because man made light doesn't shine just right It’s so complex and hard to define but not even worth the ******* time I love it every time I notice that word coming up in my, writing? It’s all just nothing anyways?
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