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From sleeping in streets to walking miles alone I have come to a direction the page just cannot follow my friends .
I have chased the bottom of a glass since I was fifteen and that was to far to be anything more than a blurred memory.

And to the times that seemed to matter.
Now only to those who haven't lived my existence a lone wolf knows no true  direction just simply howls to let the others know he does still exist.

Are words betray us and then eventually it all fades .
I'm not the act I'm the delusion that fueled a ego now left to wither a dead tree in a forest of many .

None will recall but far to many will simply use ******* when facts get in there way of a good story .

Tonight I sat under a full moon and howled as the wolves often do.

There was only silence that followed the eco .

Even the lost know there is no hope for the madness .
When your words betray you and only a dead tree remains.

Maybe another time the stars will find me in good favor .
And like those around tonight will listen and only stay silent to the lone wolfs howl.
 Sep 2015
am i ee
dear lovely lady or kind sir,

my family has just come in to extreme, monumental good fortune, the likes of which amze the pope himeslrf and lama dolly too.

poor creidt have i thru sad mismanagement of funs, now big banks an capital cfompanies venturees, fail to reply to wll intentioned requestes for baluabel fund.s needed.

however, telegram did jyst arrive, my faimly na me so very very happy.
the sum is 100,000,000,000 dollars US with half more in pounds sterling...
currency calculator on blink... but we think this much scratch.

plesae be soknid if you will ,  i send you MY band account informaiton, then when funds come through you share with me?  you help us please?

sincerallly,
Miss A I r Head
this is based upon actual events.. the young woman was telling a true story, but no one replied.  so she and her hansome Manly Cowboy, with whom she had been happily reunited after a very long separation, whereby he too did strike it rich all on his own, returning home with only his devoted horse Randall and a little secret number tucked under his hat.

Oh yeah, he called her from his far off travels and gave her his bank account number to complete the deal, seeing as how he too was one broke bloke.

but that dear sweet loyal readers, it a story for another day...
enjoy yours, this one, right now, today!
 Sep 2015
TiReSooOmEe3
"Werewolves Of London"

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee ** ****'s
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London

If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London

He's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London again
Draw blood
 Sep 2015
Solaces
The mistake was our love at first..
Toward the black it always was..
Toward the shadows cast by eternal light..
You then married into the light and didn't deliberate..
About a sad comfort that would take you over..
Never letting my shadow cast..
You wanted me around though.
You wanted to see me smile.
You wanted me to see you smile.
But if your not breathing then why should I.
It was because your certain love would never be denied.
So you continue to overdose on this ***** light.
While my shadow that is being cast in it slowly dies.
shadows fail
 Sep 2015
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

I wait for you,
No matter where you are,
Its 4 o clock in the morning,
Where have u gone,
Never again,
Never again,
But,
Its 4 o clock in the morning,
I need relevancy,
Waiting for you,
Its boring,
But I miss you dearly,
Its 4 o clock in the morning.
Bout that time
 Sep 2015
John Ashton Upston
You can ******* lie to me baby.
If that only means
I can be back in your life.
If I can see those eyes again
And that smile
And that presence
I almost feel alive
Over a ******* lie
4 years since
 Sep 2015
Rapunzoll
i still remember the nights
spent tracing her lips, looking
for meaning in their cracks.

(shrunken spines, curling
lips and cosmic eyes.)


she'd kiss away my fears,
paint them black and blue,
distorting memories until
they became meaningless
lies dripping so easily off
her tongue that i'd soon begin
to mistake them for truths

(shrunken spines, curling
lips and cosmic eyes.)


Untouchable, she was the
kind of beauty to keep you
transfixed, swirling skies,
killing time, the crescendo
building up in your head
until everything just
suddenly
               goes
                       blank.

she was shrunken spines,
curling lips and cosmic eyes

i loved her, i hated her,
i still wish i could see her
without the memories
lying breathless,
clouding my gaze.
© copyright
 Sep 2015
Jake muler
Wanna know what ***** ****, paying for fifty Buck's in gas
And only getting twenty five bucks worth, gas station scammers
 Sep 2015
A Lopez
Make
M
E
Your's
Dont
U
S
E
Me.
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