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Jacobs Ladder [D.II] / Change Your Mind [D.I]
These novelties ( Read more... ) -
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Because I can't fall asleep, I rewrite:
I want to steal you for myself
turn you into words on pages
because you fill my lines with rhymes
and my heart with syncopation.
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While driving through a ghetto to get to a highway and hit up to a book store-
Mom: Why would anyone just stand there in the middle of the road?
Me: (sarcastically energetic) he's making a deal!
Mom: ...now he's running into a car and driving away.
Me: ... he's made a deal!
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Ugh. Feeling sick ( Read more... ) -
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I don't expect to play with my laptop much longer. Seems that my charge port is loose and needs repair.
Always thought that meant the end to my laptop, to be honest...
In another moment,
I played the question game.
I went for my usual cutthroat tactic, and just asked her.
"Do you think I'd be a good boyfriend?"
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Disjecta membra [D.I]
I found the definition
in the dictionary
along with long arbitrary lists
of things I like to hear,
singular syllables
that twist my tongue,
turn itself inside out.
Others scrunch up into clovers,
or sweet iambic letters
I hum during oral sex.
They aren't together,
pieces disjointed, unsung,
across the board
without a single line,
a set of tracks to follow,
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Cutthroat [D.I]
It is a bare moment ( Read more... ) -
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"Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
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Clockwork Orange [D.I]
When I think of you ( Read more... ) -
Chemical Romance [D.I]
Do you think I didn't believe?
Was she just a temporary mistake,
a moment of weakness,
I reprieve,
let me be honest
and say
this wasn't a hiccup--
I share myself,
my body, my blood, my mind
with others,
as an attempt to connection with them
because they show something
that I feel like I'm missing
in me:
"Chemical Romance"
My relationships are atoms,
riding ( Read more... )