

Muted HeavensShe sits on her bed in the dead of night Cradling her scarred knees with fragile hands Watching the moon rise An ethereal pendulum, spinning out the answers To her whispered questions of life and death On the floor by the door sits her stereo Blasting out eternal rhythms of youthful rage And stinging angst that envelops the soul Eating her up and swallowing her whole While leaving her frail body intact A pearly monument to protracted torment As she sits she chews on her lips Teeth shining in the pallid light like chips of ivory Raising miniscule blooms of blood &nbsMuted Heavens


Take this lifeI present you with an offering on a cold marble altar A limp white human sacrifice With slit wrists blooming like winter roses And a bloodless mouth whispering, Please gods take this life I dont want it anymoreTake this life
The pain is just too great A spiritual agony that never stops It consumes my frayed and tattered soul Eating it away to nothingness Until it flaps in the wind like an ill-stitched pirates flag A bleak unkempt portrait of human suffering
I have lived out my days in a torture chamber Invisible to the naked eye Populated by masked


Liquid HeroinSeeking, I am always seeking For what vague liquid prize I do not know But the urge for it - The persistent aching thirst - Consumes, like a virus, eating its way through my flesh Drawing me, restless and stumbling, down shadowed pathways Into grottos pungent with cigarette smoke And littered with the shattered skeletons of those who came before Pilgrims who fell by the wayside An empty bottle clutched in their bony fingers Monuments to a wasted life, to a misplaced Insidious longing I sidestep them cautiously, like a horse lifting its dainty feet Over the skulls ofLiquid Heroin


RetributionYou are a bittersweet dichotomy At once so vibrant and pulsating with sensual life - The very lust of Adam himself oozing through your veins And the seductive spark of an incubus shining in your leonine eyes - And yet at the same time so brittle So vapid A transparent vessel of barely meaningful thoughts and half-realised dreams Unfulfilled you breeze through life Your feet planted firmly on the most solid ground Far from the raging waters and crashing waves of my own shaky life You are an island of calm Secure in the niche you have forged for yourself But you dontRetribution
Devious Comments
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love is a sad cycle
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Redeem me into childhood
Show me myself without the shell
Like the advent of May
I`ll be there when you say
Time to never hold our love
My fall will be for you
My love will be in you
You were the one to cut me
So I will bleed forever
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"He who does not read good books has no advantage over those who cannot read."
"You an artist?"
No, I'm just a freak with paint in my hair.
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SilverFlameWanderer~
Isn't faith believing all power can't be seen?
- Josh Groban
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silent poetry.
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love is a sad cycle
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.´ .*¨ ) .*. Thank you for the
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I am an artist... I am here to live out loud.
ART | STOCK | DESIGNING DIVAS
thanks for the
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Edward ~ Eclipse
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I'm french... I don't speak English very well...
i am honoured
best wishes.
Tel.
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GREEN TEA!
Złodziejka. Soplów lodu.
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love is a sad cycle
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Shadow of the Wood
thanks for the
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Edward ~ Eclipse
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~Strangers are just friends waiting to happen~
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And in the process of these lies
Heroes never live, legends never die
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...nothing lasts forever if we never try...
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