My black magnoliaMy black magnolia where else does my black heart wander but in the darkend shadows of theseMy black magnolia
gun shot, clock face, sucide, butterfly consume like a smokers lung sickened with tar dark like arnold jackson this rose bud nihilism shock me, shock me,
with emotional radio frequency the only voice that understood dead blood currents that forecast the dark weather on my soul (partially cloudy, no sun, and a chance of gloom) Precipitation is my blood in tears Broken heart and dreams adorn my jewled head like princess cadavor love, dark star whore &n
Love, into dustBack from the darkness which consumed, fragile teenage soul With love, into dust raw wound, scabs dont heal scabs dont feel my tears in running eyeliner intensely persecuted arrangments to be made the dust of my withered body, broken bones will seek my lust and vengence the mites will strike delivering their bloody wrath to those whost taketh two years from my nihilistic soul. from the ashes I will rise like the butts from a carton Virginia Slims with undying love unto death rising to power as they passed the ashtray sLove, into dust
AnTiChRisTaNtILiGhTAnti-christ, anti light pain that seers, fists that fight blood shoots out from every oriphice of my rotting flesh your fingers tear away at me I float in a pool of liquid hatred Anti christ, anti-lightAnTiChRisTaNtILiGhT
Anti-christ, anti-light Anti love, parasite every tear turns to blood vommiting from my nyhilistic soul anti-kiss, anti-fuck You taught me that the meaning of light can only bring darkness anti-christ, anti light
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Wouldn't it be nice To have a tea party? I'll get the table, with the six china cups And the six china saucers For the cookies and cakes Much sweeter than I And I smile And pose Pass the sugar and try To be witty Though fatigue settles in This is a game of dress-up A game of hide and seek Where I hide my feelings And they search for something Good inside of me Down past the superficial Deep in the skin Past the burning hunger To let the blade back in Beneath the blood and tissue Inside the skeleto
Wicked is a soothing word
Depressed
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with undying love
unto death
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"I'm never gonna know you now, but I'm gonna love you any how." -Elliot Smith
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i think its... TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL!
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The coffee tastes better when the latrines are dug downstream.
- Confederate Army Handbook, 1862
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idle nuts
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Check out my story, Crystal Life!
Provehito in Altum
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A broken heart broadcasts, my love is yours.
Raven heart,
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~ Crows are disguised angels
Though I tried reading some of your gallery and I felt I had to stop because it seemed somewhat scattered, and the incorrect spelling was driving me mad. If you truly wish to be a writer then you might want to consider learning how to spell, and educating yourself on proper grammer...
Also, big words don't always mean better literature. Ease up.
Mind if i ask your age??
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