Saturday, March 12, 2005
i smell pussy
it smells strong
we make love still
but it doesnt last that long
still saying i love you
though neither in love
i'm so devoted to you
that it hurts
that it hurts
all the time.
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i keep trying i swearhe's too pink in passion,
to have eyes so dark.
he's to green,
to bring flourescent again.
surrounding envy.
looks,
i'll stay dead.
he's too perfect looking,
to hate him this way.
i'm feeling endlessly raped.
i want to get paid!
life = experiance
and until my broken year of this
i only hated myself. i only hate me.
now to hate it all. to dull. to null.
so maybe next, i can learn to love myself?
i'm doubting to love myself.. my dreams
my dreams, my dreams
are vanishing, like before they ever came
look at him
how pink
how green
he's anyone, anyone could feen.
but in mmyy bloodstream
he's making me sick
enough to kick this bucket
that's not doing me any good
to become sane of it.
water is poison,
as pure is decieving.
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the differanceso,
she sleeps alone
with another body.
all dead inside
the color of the eyes is
the windows to the soul
and i'm SO SORRY YOU
HAVE NOTHING BRIGHT. to look into...and
I Have You.
the contradiction, that proves my great these
iv'e lived by since i found women to be inspiring.
Is yet another Wrong thing, thought, i had, dying.
(sometimes i guess i just feel i have you)
i am a body, with no soul at all.
i am mass ,controlled by default.
carelessly, i'm letting the world fall apart
i guess i dont care about anything but me
i guess i only care about
MY dream
MY wish.
i'll laugh when i see your pretty smile.
Why don't you get yours?
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curled acid soulsmy dreams
are insufficient
while yours
have no root
i stand, on this plank
with george w. bush.
i am the lesser powered.
the fish.
that's gonna get cooked.
the victim of choice.
cause i guess i only
chose to voice my
unholy love
and their sympathy
is disgusting me.
i want to feel free
to hold her needing hand
among your faces!
but we are a disgrace
to all the nations.
all the colours.
all the genes.
we are unclean
we are animals
versing aliens
cause that's all i see these days.
the caged against
what power do you own?
i own my heart. i own myself.
and sometimes it's too much
to deal with hell,
on fresh earth.
my choice is to keep moving.
migrate on, like indians
like asians meditating,
peace. and these impure policies.
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ample canary
flying above.
Glistening.
emitting resistance
all against me
and
the wall
is so full of your tempting eyes
i am chained
and beaten
through and through
deliverance is melting
and the stars become selfish.
objecting i grow.
rejecting my glow.
orbitting your origin
can i please know
and there's a tender canary
obsessed about getting free
but i can count the distance
on all sides, and for this
i can not believe i'm me.
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amor
a mug
a mango
a man
a maze
amen
ah, me
a mate
a mask
a master
a mark
a mane
a maker
a march
a mic
a meek
a mass
a magic amazon
a you.
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what reasons do reek
what's raunchy does leak
tap bottoms beat
turn stove on heat
stupid clit tease
maggot
i'm always post hot
watching you faggots
tangling the horsehair to choke
escaping the lose scare,
i'm gonna break
dyke folk-core
for pride of my double triangle pickle.
and every one of you tickle.
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warm foaming liquid
bubbling out of my cave
up the cranes neck,
exploding sour out the mouth
all very unclean
and sometimes she makes out with me, there
and i, oh, my cream.
she cradles me through my anxieties
i cry insecure of my appearances
i only see your gray scale skeleton
when i stare at you
i'm melting
hoping, as a thinner flame,
the creature we've made has swelled,
changed.
i lay next to you.
i can not complain
the lips blowing you this kiss can never
be contained. my love.
this.
you need me?
i care back, unconditionally
evenly.
bust this dream, (You're) "Just a Dream" (?)
Away my mind.
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the heavy-loaded needle
is open
to anyone pleading
innocent
let me make this easy on you
I'll collaborate with no one
and fantasize
you're dreaming of realtionships
only with me.
heart hickies,
flood my arteries FAT infested lovebug
hairy cock decade rotter
she flys and you swat her.
to a pulp
in my hankerchief,
and here's your thanks
my filthy thief!
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hammer me in moldy
hamsters cage
harpists ensists ,
either ways
isn't my way
i'm clearing out the 8 ball
from this touchy table
holding on her halo
hung from heavens big cloud
harriet would return,
hearing my roar.
happy to see how
you happen to hoard
every
thing
that ever walked
in my door.
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maybe i would feel
safe
to be
a crustacean
always molting
always a change
and in the sea
they're always folding.
on the soil,
i'm always still
but holding
gravity cages me
from floating
i want to swim away.
be eaten
be enjoyed
lucious, luminate, beautiful
infinite fish
delicious!
and eat me i beg.
let me nourish your skin.
turn your lights on.
turn your cheeks red.
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"the oyster or clam is digested in its own shell by the stomach of the starfish.""i just want to feel
safe in my own skin
and i'm so lonley
i don't even want
to be with myself
any more"- dido.
"with its inside-out stomach pushed into the shell, the starfish digests the body of the clam or oyster and leaves behind nothing but an empty shell."------------------------------->>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
you are Just a ghost
a nervous motor spreading locusts
you are Just A Ghost
mediocrity
scared of her leaving
hold onto yourself
shake yourself
I'm always looking out the window
breathing in
your grit steamy
you are Just a Ghost
in dreams we smile
on drugs we smile
we communicate fine when we smile.
You are but a ghost
i want to see you more often
there are times i'm afraid to make friends
even with me
and all those ghosts.
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equalityrise . faster than i ever could
black handled blade to my neck
prejudice against my paradise
we are rats, caged, put to the test.
where is my justice when i lay down to rest
you down see this warm blood, flowing
behind my face. modest. or graceful.
thumping the tub, at the infests
that share their dense form of sense.
i could murder your husband in the night
while he, like me, is all proud and right and innocent.
i want to be the lovable monster
that loves another her.
and makes a few dents.
for my happy race.
for my own gay place.
A lie and a farce and a fake;
x 4:24 PM
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