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...im a boy trying to balance time and its delicate. Like a glass ball, attached to a tree by a string its beautiful but when the wind comes its dangerous... its a breaking moment when the sway is too heavy and the glass is no longer a perfect sphere its on the floor. so i try to pick it up but now its alive and its one thing i love the most. so i ( Read more... ) -
fiction fulfillment and fate
Well, ill be.... the most unlikely scenario carries itself forward (or backward) into reality... two friends happy, but for how long? I'd say quite a while. ('what the bleep') So why am i having a nervous break?! haha. Should i extend the list and ask for my stability back, my sense of innocence, the period of my life where teachers were teachers ( Read more... ) -
desire destruction default
Christmas List (a little early)
*make it through the year
*get an awesome job or a phd
*make luke and hayley happy
*end world hunger, disease, poverty
*make sure i get a job that doesnt only help me
*dont make mistakes of the past (old love)
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I'm sorry
and
I'm not sorry -
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Conversation:
Jode:Im fucking scared
Ive never been so out of confidence with anyone in my life, but theres something about you,
Penelope:Oh....
J:...Hello
J:This will happen again tomor night
Then Wednesday night, then well pretend were okay the next night
You have no control over your thoughts
...You have been trying
P:I slipped up tonight
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the history of Iraq, of America of democracy - this year my life is politics, study only - 90 dollars" therefore it is about nothingness... hayley i know youre reading this. ive had 2 hours sleep and i'm in melbourne. the one place i want to go to is Iran or somewhere mountainous near-by... want come?
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Youssef...
America:
Let's exchange gifts.
Take your smuggled cigarettes
and give us potatoes.
Take James Bond's golden pistol
and give us Marilyn Monroe's giggle.
Take the heroin syringe under the tree
and give us vaccines.
Take your blueprints for model penitentiaries
and give us village homes.
Take the books of your missionaries
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for magic_theatre...
'i like your old stuff better than your new stuff'
-- venus charge my heart with strength,
-- so that my charms are better spent
-- on someone for whom i am meant.
a small figure alone and exposed, casts a tall shadow in the open field.
Buenos Aires.
i missed you today when the sunset laughed at me and chanted your name, until ( Read more... ) -
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The Farmers of the field are sleeping.
A lone melee
in the dark-linen creases
of the universe;
with eyes that sweat
as if clouded skies
poring
across a quivering landscape
like the arid planes of this desert
and with the kiss of the nights frigid wind
i become stiff crackled cheeks.
finally alone,
and more than ever
i want to be-
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# Delicate Feminine
day breaks
around my existing story
...like the faceless and plentiful poppy
i sway past you within the crowded breeze,
Amorphous
Feminine
Vague
i mimic the steamy afternoon
and look at my skin
precious petals withering
under the fervent sun
under his command
between each tapering sandy soldier
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