Feels great to be back,


IromyLeave it, Don't ask me why, Just come with me, for a thousand siliences, Come with me for a thousand nothings, And journey through these infinite spirals, That dominate that which is my own,Iromy
Is it the love, The lack their of, Or something different, Which makes me intensified, With everything that you are,
It couldn't be the love, For it is something less... Cliched, It would have to be something more, Something more original,
But like our friends, Dwelling in stories of old, Our story was not one of love, Lov


Thinking, ya'knowEver just stop and think, About stopping and thinking, Are you thinking about thinking, Or are you just plain thinking ya'know? Like, is it the fact that we're thinking that constitutes thinking, or is it what we're thinking bout that makes thinking worth thinking about, you know that sort of means or ends, which is the justification for the other? which is the means and which is the reason,Thinking, ya'know
I duno, if you ever do, But sometimes I just think about that, just so I have something to think about, when all else fails, when all else is gone, when I've pushed everything away, burnt all my bridges, I still have m


ShadesIrrelevence takes no place here, In this, my irrelevent abyss, And contrary takes no place here, In this my own head,Shades
It takes no place you see, For its place has been taken, Taken up all of me, For I have been all but taken,
And Feelings, thoughts, Prose and poems, All of them sway, In this my Irrelevent, And Feelings, thoughts, Prose and Poems, All of them stay, In this my contrary,
But relevence, Relevence and truth, Are the dark matter, From the lack, Of them themselves,
And Lies,


Oh so coldIts not that I don't like it, The snow I mean, The cold is okay too, Infact I'm very fond of the snow, the coolness on my skin, The coolness on hers, It makes her pretty, sensual, Makes her the fire to my cold, But the snow, Yes cannot forget the snow, It makes me sad, in its beauty,Oh so cold
Reminds me of every mistake, Every past pain, Everything I could've done, But more so, Everything I failed to, And just like me, Its been walked all over, And by the time those footprints have been covered, By the time they are forgotten, The s


What the Body MeansWhat the Body MeansWhat the Body Means
He seems a creature bent to half its height,
the likeness of a burden roughed out in oils
honey-gold and hung between rising and falling
as he makes a seat untaken atop the red along the curb
his twice-jacketed arms pushing palms against eyes
cast by glare into retreat. In the bite of early sunshine
he seems to doze as proof of what the body means.
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~Ass-Soul is ma bitch.
Olive Juice.
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:::::CONFUZZLEDNESS!!!!:::::
ppl say, that a picture is worth a thousand words, but if a picture was breathtakingly beautiful, wouldnt you be left speechless??^^<3<3
sam
yep
lol nice poetry.
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Proud to Love God
Sexy avatar by ~Sanakudou
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what was i going to say?...
ummmm.....
i know what you're thinking.
you're thinking, "who is this psychotic person who is randomly commenting on my thing?"
i will tell you.
it is I! Anoreen Shemutah! and ravenonthewind needs to stop reading over my shoulder because her little comments that she thinks i can't hear are annoying me. *wink wink nudge nudge alysson.*
and quit drumming too. thank you.
sorry i'm more talking to her than you and this is really long now isn't it. i'll just shut up now.
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i has a renji!
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This is where our paths must split,
For I haven't yet the wings to fly with you.
I can only hope for a day, once my wings I have received,
When the winds will cause our paths to cross once more.
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in the midst of a thousand drops of red, a howl was heard from his beaten wrists...
insanity has set in...
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What being jobless means..
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