the genuine
reflections of
organized
existence
your skin's just
an excuse
to see
stars breathe
a union of verse
impressed upon
the proper
principles
of un-
disciplined
disciples
we're space
gone crazy
all atoms
juggling
in
frequency
frequently
the galaxy
inside of me
wants to
figure itself
out
completely
from dust
to dusk
returned














Comments
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an antique arms and armor expert
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You are
Everything.
You make me
(empty.)
Proud member of rawem0tion: [link]
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an antique arms and armor expert
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~Those talked over oft times make the best writers.
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yeah, I'm one of those "I really like this, good job!" critics. So sue me...
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i like it.
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"millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy sunday afternoon." -susan ertz
the galaxy
inside of me
wants to
figure itself
out
completely
Oh, I hear ya. And I wonder if it's possible.
They're just toooo luuurvely.
=]
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"Let's just say that if complete and utter chaos was lightning, he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards'."
gone crazy"
some of the truest words i've ever heard.
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I wish I could cross out all of my contradictions
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