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- Deviant since Feb 26, 2006, 10:53 PM
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A Nailbiter's AffectionI've let my nails grow just so I can scratch your head covered in shampooA Nailbiter's Affection
in Haiku & Eastern on 5/29/08
In ResponseI can understand why you called her eyes impish,In Response
as they are mischievous devils in the dark, but have you written of their shamanic qualities to entrance a man in the early morning light?
And I hope you wrote of her nose, colleague, because it truly captures the pixie in her. I've never been one to believe in the fantastic, but her freckles seem to lead to just that place.
Did you also want to see her a another light, perhaps the haze of a lazy June twilight or sprawled across a blinding July midday?
I could see her sweat under the hot August sun. &nb
in Open on 5/16/08
Thump, Then SpeakHow does this start again? Oh right, here: Thump Thump Thump Thumpthumpthump- Stop. I want it to keep going, but it scares me. Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump- I wonder if you heard that, being that close to it while I was trying to fall asleep todayThump, Then Speak
I don't want to impress you, [thump]that won't suffice, it simply[thump] won't do to enamor [thump] you anymore,
I want to – Christ [thumpthumpthump] this fucking thing! How can I write when I can't hear myself?
Thump thu-thump thump thu-thump thump I'v
in Open on 5/15/08
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Painting the PastPaint me a mystery Where followers rule Where statements are questions That ask you to bePainting the Past
Sketch me a history Where the king is the fool Where the past is the door And the future's the key
Write me a phrase Where the words are all lies Let people make meanings That couldn't be true
Or spin me a maze Where the floors are the skies And tell people they know When they don't have a clue
You can run in a circle Let the yarns spin a thread Let the dead be now living And the living be dead
You can
by ~tnargwoxow
The QueenThere was once a Queen whose daughter had just got off with a pretty boy who had blood on the end of his sword and a princess on the end of his penis. ‘And all I got to do,’ said the queen, ‘was give birth to her. Oh,’ she fretted, ‘I don’t even have a name.’ The King, admittedly, had no name either, but at least he got to do something other than sob and fret when his daughter was in danger; and he got to give his blessing to the pretty boy when she was safe. Then the Queen remembered a rumour that Cinderella had come to realise being wiThe Queen
by *ThornyEnglishRose
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- Websitehttp://mephisto55.livejournal.com
- AIMevil5500
- Current Age: 21
- Current Residence: Rochester, NY / Belleville NJ
- Interests: Poetry, Science Fiction, Lyrical Gymnastics, Human Relationships, Origami, Love
- Favourite movie: Current Favorite: Iron Man
- Favourite band or musician: Current Favorite: Deftones
- Favourite genre of music: Current Favorite: Hard Rock
- Favourite artist: Picasso, Man Ray, Piet Mondrian, John Cassaday, El Greco, Salvador Dali, Pablo Picasso
- Favourite poet or writer: William Carlos Williams, Warren Ellis, Ernest Hemingway, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
- Favourite photographer: Hiromix, Herb Ritts
- Favourite style of art: Dada, Surrealism, Cubism, Comic Art
- Operating System: Vista (kill me now)
- MP3 player of choice: SanDisk Sansa e280R
- Wallpaper of choice: Green 2046 Wallpaper
- Favourite game: Diablo II
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Riley Freeman
- Personal Quote: "I am in a state of flux"
- Tools of the Trade: words are a sawed off shotgun
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Devious Comments
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There's always free cheddar in a mousetrap, baby.
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*deviantLIT do it!
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There's always free cheddar in a mousetrap, baby.
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*deviantLIT do it!
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And miles from where you are
I lay down on the cold ground
and I
I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down
in your warm arms...
Snow Patrol
Search for enlightment at ~enlightened-poets.
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the people who have walked in darkness
have seen a great light...
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flickr
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*YOU LANDO!*
myspace [link]
"put the kettle on chris...[link] "
un abrazo
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buscando quimeras en bosques de papel....... ¿vamos?
Dese una vuelta por mi flickr
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The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears blot out a Word of it.
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Stivin A. Ladria
And in the end... the Love you take is equal to the Love you make
I'm surprised you could understand it
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Stivin A. Ladria
And in the end... the Love you take is equal to the Love you make
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"We are called to hold our hands against the wounds of a broken world, to stop the bleeding" [link]
My Stuff: [link]
and i like that
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I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.
you're so kind
really.
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I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.
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"Fais de ta vie un rêve, et d'un rêve, une réalité"
your support means alot.
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I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.
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yo me he esforzado para llegar de la nada a la pobreza extrema…
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Look at a city's biggest building, and it will tell you that city\'s focus.
A holy place denotes a focus on the spiritual, a civic building: law and order, a business: money. Such is the declination of society.
-parsely the sage
The combination of the two made for a happy me.
as a matter of interest, your profile pic is awesome haha
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- the faith of wind, betrayed by the trust of birds -
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