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Yellowstone Journal #5: Throw Your Camera! | Blackened Skies & Watered Eyes
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Blackened Skies and Watered Eyes. Reassuring myself daily that I haven't died yet. Dead Ends →. Yellowstone Journal #5: Throw Your Camera! July 31, 2012. 8211;To Yellowstone in the moonlight, and the truth you showed to me. Junior in college majoring in writing. Poetry is my love, but I enjoy writing other things as well. Trying to make a living out of this love, but if I can't. At least I died free. View all posts by gillygilly2 →. This entry was posted in Prose. Dead Ends →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Blackened Skies and Watered Eyes. Reassuring myself daily that I haven't died yet. September 5, 2012. Realign your sights from the blood-stained fall. Angels hide in a shell of folded wing. Wait patiently for your one lover’s call. Suns plead for their own shadow; watch God crawl. While Satan snickers and all her pain’s sing. Realign your sights from the blood-stained fall. The snow will come and crave blood from them all. This time of mourning feasts on a fine thing. Coward angels hoard the silver lining.
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Blackened Skies and Watered Eyes. Reassuring myself daily that I haven't died yet. Newer posts →. July 4, 2012. Out of the earth,. Like a 4th of July still frame:. Captured forever in America. Land that is free;. Home of the cowardly dog. With her tail between her legs. The mountains will not bend for you America,. They will not yield to calls for civilization and greed. They take only what they need,. They are only what they are. June 29, 2012. I (The Light Singes). I find myself in these empty rooms;.
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Blackened Skies and Watered Eyes. Reassuring myself daily that I haven't died yet. Frozen Calendar →. August 10, 2012. Houses of mirrors reflect crashing waves. Across my feet and through my eyes. Everywhere I look I see my face. Mocking this existence and spitting in its own face. I don’t know what image is real,. But I would guess it’s the tear-stained one. The one with ripples streaming down the glass. And separating pieces of perfection,. Then conforming with the rest of the sea. The water washes sca...
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Blackened Skies and Watered Eyes. Reassuring myself daily that I haven't died yet. Junior in college majoring in writing. Poetry is my love, but I enjoy writing other things as well. Trying to make a living out of this love, but if I can't. At least I died free. September 5, 2012. August 10, 2012. August 10, 2012. Yellowstone Journal #5: Throw Your Camera! July 31, 2012. July 22, 2012. All God’s children sleep with their doors closed, Terrified of being fucked in the ass by demons That rome around the ha...
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Society of Blackened Sheeps and Unregulated Saints. A loosely assembled, creative community of renegade Christians. Tuesday, November 25, 2008. Welcome to The Society. Make yourself at home. Just to start things off here, check out the new YouTube VideoPoem, " FREQUENCY. Produced by some of us at The Studio. Submissions by artists Alex Radin. And a few selections from another upcoming "online book" of poetry entitled, Bad Zen. Links to this post. Monday, November 24, 2008. FREQUENCY - A VideoPoem. They w...
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Blackened Skies & Watered Eyes | Reassuring myself daily that I haven't died yet
Blackened Skies and Watered Eyes. Reassuring myself daily that I haven't died yet. September 5, 2012. Realign your sights from the blood-stained fall. Angels hide in a shell of folded wing. Wait patiently for your one lover’s call. Suns plead for their own shadow; watch God crawl. While Satan snickers and all her pain’s sing. Realign your sights from the blood-stained fall. The snow will come and crave blood from them all. This time of mourning feasts on a fine thing. Coward angels hoard the silver lining.
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Just another WordPress.com site. Aseethe – Reverent Burden. September 9, 2011. Here’s a little something I wrote while listening to this album, long I know, if you just want the goods to the actual boring ass review, skip to the bottom just above the links. Jaw cracked as he called out to sound the war-call. A loud waning cry bellowed forth from an instrument hollowed out of conjoined femurs sending chills through the spines of the weak and blood through the veins of the brave. Aseethe’s. Army rammed the...
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