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Blind Idiot God: February 2005

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That last amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the centre of all infinity- The Blind Idiot God Of Chaos which the Necronomicon cloaked under the name Azathoth. Saturday, February 26, 2005. My heart is with you and your family BM. If there anything at all you need, I'm here. I love you and your family my friend. These Echoes In The Silence Brought To You By Azathoth100 at 11:31 PM. 11 Voices In The Darkness. 7 Voices In The Darkness. Friday, February 25, 2005. With five...

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Soccerchic Poetry: January 2005

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Friday, January 28, 2005. You never quite tell me,. And I am left unsure. Hidden in the shadows,. Lost in the dark. And I float,. Among unformed words,. Yet not quite sure. Posted because we care 8:38 PM. Also, you can read all of 0 comments. Thursday, January 27, 2005. And a ceiling,. That's all it's become. That's all it's become. Peer through the cracks. Barren and cold,. That's all it's become. Posted because we care 5:11 PM. Also, you can read all of 0 comments. Tuesday, January 18, 2005.

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Soccerchic Poetry: November 2004

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Tuesday, November 30, 2004. Preparing for Your Leave. For you to fade. To think y ou'll stay. Be a few days now. And I am left. Like an old sweater. Posted because we care 6:30 PM. Also, you can read all of 2 comments. Beside this table,. Of doubt and despair. Posted because we care 6:28 PM. Also, you can read all of 0 comments. Free as tree tops. To roam the sky. And I can only fly. Posted because we care 6:25 PM. Also, you can read all of 0 comments. Posted because we care 6:24 PM. All a dream -. In Pa...

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Soccerchic Poetry: March 2005

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Thursday, March 31, 2005. I Keep Expecting You To. I keep expecting you. To wake up one morning. One carefully measured step away. Of your love's decline. So when your check turns. My heart will not be left. From an elastic thread. You forgot to pull off. Your old pair of socks. For it's in your nature to. We are both artists. Who suck the marrow out. Of each lovely bone. It just happens to be. Posted because we care 6:12 PM. Also, you can read all of 4 comments. I become uneasy -. Is this a frame? She t...

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Soccerchic Poetry: Run

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Thursday, May 10, 2007. I'll sing it one last time for you. Then we really have to go. You've been the only thing that's right. In all I've done. And I can barely look at you. But every single time I do. I know we'll make it anywhere. Light up, light up. As if you have a choice. Even if you cannot hear my voice. I'll be right beside you dear. And we'll run for our lives. I can hardly speak I understand. Why you can't raise your voice to say. To think I might not see those eyes. Makes it so hard not to cry.

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Soccerchic Poetry: Don't Forgot

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Thursday, December 07, 2006. When the dew gathers. In the corner of your eyes. And the world turns. From red to grey -. On each distant hemisphere,. And your vision becomes. Dark and misty -. For I loved you,. In almost moments -. First touched the skylines,. And the world became. When the air was still fresh,. And morning had rolled. Posted because we care 4:08 AM. N: Adventures of a Girl. L: London, Ontario, Canada. Prayers from the Broken.

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Soccerchic Poetry: These Tears

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Wednesday, December 06, 2006. I cry for you. For what we were. And should of been. For all the times. You held my hand,. Just because you could. Posted because we care 3:26 PM. This template is called "shattered pieces of my soul", a modification of "The Light : The Sound". (c) 2005 Daniel Josph Xhan. Use and modify at your own discretion. N: Adventures of a Girl. L: London, Ontario, Canada. Prayers from the Broken.

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Soccerchic Poetry: Yesterday

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Friday, December 28, 2007. When your eyes filled up with. And the avenues of. I was a pedestrian. When the lights changed. I walked into your. Into the places you. Have come to fear the most,. And I darted across,. Past curbs and assorted. Yesterday, your eyes. Stars, and they. I picked one up,. Posted because we care 6:34 AM. This template is called "shattered pieces of my soul", a modification of "The Light : The Sound". (c) 2005 Daniel Josph Xhan. Use and modify at your own discretion. This is for you.

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Soccerchic Poetry: August 2004

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Friday, August 27, 2004. I was, or. Posted because we care 1:43 PM. Also, you can read all of 6 comments. But, this morning. That long damp night,. All was not lost. Posted because we care 1:40 PM. Also, you can read all of 2 comments. All look the same. And as the sun. Posted because we care 1:37 PM. Also, you can read all of 3 comments. And she knew this. For late at night. When she was awake;. If he left -. And she was alone. It was then,. She would wake him;. Just to hear his voice. And feel him -.

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Soccerchic Poetry: December 2004

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Thursday, December 09, 2004. The Man in the Coffee Shop. I watch him -. In a corner -. Posted because we care 8:17 PM. Also, you can read all of 1 comments. Creating a single halo. Wet rain gathers,. Posted because we care 8:12 PM. Also, you can read all of 1 comments. Forwards, backwards,. 2 2 could equal. Posted because we care 4:36 PM. Also, you can read all of 0 comments. N: Adventures of a Girl. L: London, Ontario, Canada. This is for you.