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Margaret May 2014
If no one
Knew what gay was
Who'd be gay?
Kurt Kanawa May 2014
Sprawl of the nazarene toothslayer,
Nucleotide bombast explosion;
***** of the eftsoon soothsayer,
Pyramid galaxies implosion:
Breathing quintuplicating matrix
Somersault to ceaseless meiosis,
Goldbeating phlanx initiatrix:
Amphimixis apotheosis.
Lifen gyrovagues aerolitic:
And fixate Atlas telescopic!
i am the eggplant whisperer.
Sanaya Sen May 2014
That is how they live
That is how this works
For they do see the agony
In our eyes
But they revel in the feeling of
Schadenfreude

What causes one's tear
Makes the other smile
But this is how the world works
There is agony to every soul
Pain behind every smile.

That is what sustains the world
That is what makes it worth the while
It may be the devil's evil thought
But nobody ever gets caught
Cause its just a feeling, this
Schadenfreude

The place where they talk
The place that they reveal ***** secrets
Is the place that nurses this feeling
Is the place, noone should be
Seen lurking in..

For then you can't hide
Behind ur hypocrisy
Where u say u r happy for the world
But actually their pain is ur ecstacy
For now u feel exposed
It is lifted, the cloak
You wore everyday as u reveled
In the feeling called
Schadenfreude.
Red Bergan Apr 2014
Specimen after Specimen.
One fail after another.
He tries hard to break me.

Ocelot is a fail.
Ocelot is a blasted cat!

Why cant you see thy humanity!?

Ocelot is my name.
And I am stuck here,
Until I die.
Or he kills me.

The needles hurt,
The medicine is vile...

This Asylum,
Is one of Hell..
Harkaran Apr 2014
For the heart that loves; life will always end

In life and death there is no calm ease
But the truest love, can it ever cease?

Glitters among the brightest of stars
It blossoms through the coldest winters
Shines somehow from distances far

Lives on between words never spoken
Sings a song from lips never parted
Thrives on beneath glances never stolen
And hurried looks when it all started

Love is quick and real in dreams we forgot
Love deepest in nightmares of fear and loss
And the most lonely places on the chart
Surviving in the most silent of memories
In the quietest corners of a broken heart
experiment

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