:: be quiet and drive ::"its like sitting in a dark windowless room.
slowly the air is getting thin.
i'm gasping... my trachea hurts with every breath".
i'm loving the long night drive that leads me nowhere.
~das-ding-an-sich
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:: with her wings clipped ::She’s crying out of desperation hurt from deep within:: with her wings clipped ::
she’s like a butterfly with her wings clipped floating ever so delicately with the wind going wherever the breeze flows waiting for her time to nestle quietly underneath a wishing tree she said she’s done living and her life is worth taking She delivered smiles in between her tears And in all her glory she had faced her fears
by ~das-ding-an-sich
:: i beg to differ ::i know who you are but what am i?:: i beg to differ ::
remember me as a passing day a solitude whisper in the burning air despair, despair oh are you lying...
discontent, i linger through my distand mind my thoughts are poison and my tears won't cry...
maybe you should hate me for this.
by ~das-ding-an-sich
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GiveI would sacrifice heaven and earth for you to notice me Just one glimpse would set my heart freeGive
I would give life and limb to hear your voice Just one soft whisper in my ear
I would offer heart and soul for you to hold me Just one touch to let me know you would behold me
I would surrender anything and everything Just for one day of you being with me
by ~EyesLostInPain
Engaging TemptationRomantic inclinations turning into passion Unknown to each other the motive of their sin Burning desire griping at their minds Tickling at every thought that once was reasonEngaging Temptation
Tender affections turning into infatuation Mysterious to one another the motivation of their need Feverish yearning seizing their conscious
Biting at every attention that once was rational
Sweet friendliness turned into fiery desire Griping to one another in hopes of things that will transpire Intensifying everything in their body Losing all sense of their priority
by ~EyesLostInPain
QuidnuncThe click of her teethQuidnunc
marks the time spilled, the lives spliced, wounded, inside her grin.
Words keep raining like shrapnel, bruising the fabric, splitting the seams, reverberating hollow inside her.
Histories are recorded on these spittle-sheened lips, their tales untested by truth, their weightlessness aiding their flight, their fruitation.
This is modern folk-taling without the passing of rites, or guided growth. Only the sores of society torn loose to reveal the blood beneath, seeping with the untruths she sti
by ~LoveShotEyes
stuff i should've told brian.1.stuff i should've told brian.
if i ever have a son i will name him isaac, because isaac means laughter and that is what you gave me and then took away. or maybe i will name him elliott after the musician elliott smith, or oliver because guess what, i just like the name.
you said that if you were ever to have a daughter you'd name her kelsey because you met me and you loved me and so you thought that the name kelsey means "someone beautiful who will come into your life and change you forever." i didn't have the heart to tell you that kelsey is really just some scandinavian name that means "from the ship island."
i'm laughter and an
by ~estallidos
LonelyDevious Info
- Interests: ::books::musics::arts::photography::film::
- Favourite movie: hard candy, amelie, butterfly effect, the jacket, clockwork orange
- Favourite band or musician: thursday, fall of troy, metric, dead poetic, thrice
- Favourite genre of music: post/melodic hardcore, punkrock, ambient, electronica
- Favourite artist: david carson, joshua smith
- Favourite poet or writer: neruda, coelho
- Favourite style of art: fractal, emotional
- Operating System: vista
- MP3 player of choice: creative zen
- Favourite gaming platform: PS 3
- Personal Quote: i was created from nothing...
- Tools of the Trade: fisheye lomo, photoshop
- MSN: repetition_of_illusion@hotmail.com
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