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Camara C Jan 2012
you know what i want to do today?




absolutely nothing.
Camara C Dec 2011
I've been sitting this room for hours. Entranced by the sound.
The sound of his voice, his dance, his rhythm. I cant explain it.
I want hours in a room. A room with where time stands still and never speaks a word.
I cant move. I can only be here.
Here where I am. I don't want this to stop.
They should know this feeling. But they wont.
They will never know what this feels like. This ecstasy. Existentialism.
It's here. I know.

You wont break me. This is how it begins.
Camara C Dec 2011
We live
in the
world, but
not of
the world.
My tattoo inspired by my mother.
Camara C Dec 2011
Your grass
is always green.
Positivity makes it
live longer.
Camara C Dec 2011
i've heard that saying
many times.
and from experience
i do enjoy a sizable "D"
once in a while.
sometimes
you need a little excitement.

but i don't understand
why people are so
impressed.
you are just greater
than you
used to be.

bigger is always not better.

i prefer you small
and slender,
so my hand
can handle
the rate of
friction.

where when time
is on the
clock,
i know i can finish
you in time.

every line, of every written piece of work starts with you.

just because you are first
and larger than your
following letters,
does not give you the right
to always be present.

you dictate much more
than a person, place,
or thing.
For my love of the alphabet, text, and typography.
Camara C Dec 2011
"I am a ******."

*"Do you want to change that?"
Camara C Dec 2011
If virginity
was like cat lives,
you'd already be
dead.
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