

Our Holy UnionParched lips, parched lips, these entangled dreams.Our Holy Union
This sacred pain, I found God amid the tears of this sacred pain.
Cut me please and make it deep I want to see the blood bleed dark, yeah make it dark and make it scar and make me...make me feel.
I trust you, make it deep.
I trust you darling, make it deep.
I gave you my trust...now please cut me, push it in and make it deep.
Parched lips, soft whimpering, parched lips and the whispers, my whispers, whispering
"Make it so I can never forget you".


My Madness Annotated[Foreword: The old English prophet wrote of a young man, dressed in red, sitting in the East, hiding away and changing the world through his knowledge and through his]My Madness Annotated
...word.
I used to imagine that I was that word. Did I


TwoI wrapped the black tendrils of her hair around my fingers And pulled her close to my flesh, As she struggled helplessly against my strength A smile came across her face "So much to give, so much to take" Love laden ripples flee across her skin, Moans trickle slowly from her painted lips.Two
Shift.
Now into the mind, from the face.
Satisfaction can lead to love, And love can reap desire Neither last but a moment, whether the tide is in or out, And the emotion may be an illusion Yet my seed will forever grow.


This Beautiful Death of OursShe was the kind of girl that slid into and out of peoples reality without leaving a mark. It was something about her, perhaps her style or her face, that never left an impression on peoples minds. Well, no one but my peculiar and perhaps depraved mind. I remember watching her walk into Logos, she was willow-like, so fluid in movement almost as if the wind would take her off into the night with barely a breeze. The soft material, fuming with a brilliant violet hue, that made up her dress barely found resistance as it slid down her lithe form without catching against a curve. Her large eyeThis Beautiful Death of Ours


GodThere is a God. I have seen him snap the necks Of children and inspect their hollow remains. Pushing past the sinews, there is nothing there. No prayers clogging the arteries, stopping the rush Of blood, a blackened jet. Their mouths had not yet learnt how toGod
Form 'hail mary's'. Tongues twisted at the sound.
The syllables choke.
There is no use lying to a child who when asking For God, finds only silence.
He is not interested in them. The purity sickens. There's a boredom in innocence that causes him To turn away. His eyes are better fixed on
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Devious Comments
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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a starter home. Choose dental insurance, leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose your future. But why would anyone want to do a thing like that?
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Ultimately, we are all alone together.
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Moonlight and crystal dreams
Wrap your arms around yourself
As the rain continues to fall
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I'm right on your track, you bastards!
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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a starter home. Choose dental insurance, leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose your future. But why would anyone want to do a thing like that?
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-- I'm falling and I can't see the ground, but that's okay. The wind excites me. --
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Cake's blue Dae.
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You can't change people, but you can change what they see.
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I'm right on your track, you bastards!
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If we light a candle a shadow appears. The more we strive for light the bigger shadow will grow behind us.
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A charm In Tryst I Trust
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Rainbows in your skies,
yourz sKie
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Feeling down or feeling great?
Tell us how you feel of late.
Inside is a great big ocean,
Of many people's *RawEm0tions!
I feel exceptionally honored that you added The Late Harvest to your collection.
Thank you.
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You can't change people, but you can change what they see.
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-- I'm falling and I can't see the ground, but that's okay. The wind excites me. --
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Cake's blue Dae.
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Create your pain, design your wound
watch the fresh blood drain
from your skin and from your vains
this art can take you far
once becomed a scar
the agony you endured
and the beauty of this scar
will make you a star
Is it ok if I use stanza four as a quote?
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~ The soon to be Mrs. Peck
"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?"
~Ali
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