realization or short lived myth?in time to find a new one?
or will i just stop..
and realize that i can't find anything new in this clouded room.
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to calculate an event.a carefully calculated reaction cannot be useful. who will really believe it? i for one do not think that it is real.to calculate an event.
the magnetism is too strong to be ignored. yet somehow, we are taught to ignore those basic instincts. what are the possibilities left to a people who do not live.. do not live according to how life was meant to be lived.
there is nothing left to see here,
only a slate wiped clean of all significance. who is going to lead the next revolution against vitality? or what.
what is the answer to calling all of our real thoughts to the surface.. &
by ~splendidsam
it's only.a pinprick for my love, he crooned. a pinprick for every broken seam, promise, soul. the trickle down effect applies..but only.it's only.
but only for the one who has their soul stitched up tight. for the unfortunate few, the threads weren't secure.
if you can only remember this second in time, you will see
the significance in a tightly threaded mind.
by ~splendidsam
the color of the dark.in my day dreams,the color of the dark.
i dream for the day.. to end.
the night cools my heat stroke. it sends me into a glorious
spiral of shuddering breaths.
the wind reaches my skin in a wonderful way that doesn't end with the physical sensation.
my brain jolts and threatens to snap.. but in the most stunning of ways.
is this only a new distraction? or should i choose to stay and deal with the next move you make.
i'm refusing to wake up..because this is my heavenly hell.
the sun will never reach through my curtains..i
by ~splendidsam
Breathing isn't allowed.I want an embrace that won't leave me waiting for the cold aftershock. I want a cool touch that still melts me like a flame. I wish I could believe that it still exists; that icy hot feeling that takes me from the confines of my head and places me in that never ending ocean.Breathing isn't allowed.
Want want want.
Need need need.
You've somehow made me obsolete. In this chamber filled with smoke. I want to breathe, but my lungs won't inflate. It's too dense, too corroded.
Send my life away, to that crowded place. I want to breathe in the choked breaths of
by ~splendidsam
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- Current Residence: St. Charles, Illinois.
- Interests: Writing, Reading, and I'm always with my friends. I love them. And music is my muse. :]
- Favourite movie: I have a lot.
- Favourite band or musician: Again, too many to count.
- Favourite genre of music: I like almost everything, minus country and most rap.
- Favourite artist: I really like Salvador Dali.
- Favourite poet or writer: Jane Austen, and Emily Dickinson are some of my favorites.
- Favourite style of art: I love all art, but my love is writing.
- MP3 player of choice: I have an ipod, but it can be a pain in the ass at times.
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