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In the Dark There’s Sight If Not Blinded by the Light | Heart Hit Lust Solitude
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Heart Hit Lust Solitude. In the Dark There’s Sight If Not Blinded by the Light. Mdash; Leave a comment. September 29, 2010. Quick cold logic, you know I’m on it. It’s not negative but real. Pulling on those insecurities you feel. I will call you out,. Tell what it’s about. You hate the person who mirrors you. Because you fear my words,. Cause that’s what we do. Oh ain’t it true? I’m not crying, I’m accusing. Personally in your woe that you refuse to know. Yep your cards I do show. I write in bars,. Notif...
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Withdrawn | Everything to Ashes
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About Everything to Ashes. Mdash; Leave a comment. September 17, 2009. That feeds the raging fire,. Such as each single wave. And silence afterwards,. Each petal of the rose. Alone and dissected,. In this fury of thought. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. The Center is the Country.
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Heart Hit Lust Solitude. Latest Entries ». It Doesn’t Take Much. Mdash; Leave a comment. September 29, 2010. I can see it in your eyes. If there be lies. If there be pain. And the hunger for shelter. If there be joy. If there be love. Or if the fire for me. I can see it in your eyes. In the Dark There’s Sight If Not Blinded by the Light. Mdash; Leave a comment. Quick cold logic, you know I’m on it. It’s not negative but real. Pulling on those insecurities you feel. I will call you out,. Oh ain’t it true?
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It Doesn’t Take Much | Heart Hit Lust Solitude
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Heart Hit Lust Solitude. It Doesn’t Take Much. Mdash; Leave a comment. September 29, 2010. I can see it in your eyes. If there be lies. If there be pain. And the hunger for shelter. If there be joy. If there be love. Or if the fire for me. I can see it in your eyes. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Trifecta | Desensitized
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Mdash; Leave a comment. September 15, 2009. I read historical novels. Fantasy books and poetry. One for the mind, one for the heart and one for the soul. I write sarcastic essays. Narrative and bad poetry. One for the mind, one for the heart, and one for the soul. I watch public broadcasting. Football, and the ocean rising. One for the mind, one for the heart and one for the soul. And yet, it’s quite amazing. After all these things I divide. One for the mind, one for the heart and one for the soul.
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Your Petty Fears Make You One of Mine | History of Silly Songs Unsung
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History of Silly Songs Unsung. Just another WordPress.com weblog. Thanks for dropping by History of Silly Songs Unsung! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. To stay updated. See you around! Your Petty Fears Make You One of Mine. Mdash; Leave a comment. April 14, 2010. Your daddy was a republican. You grandaddy a democrat. But the repeal of the Jim Crow laws. Certainly did fix that. Now abortion ain’t in the bible. Suppose bigotry and zealotry is. Just gotta look in the mirror. Sure got a set of ears.
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The Complexity of Destiny | Everything to Ashes
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About Everything to Ashes. The Complexity of Destiny. Mdash; Leave a comment. September 17, 2009. I have no place, no face. That may be the way I was meant to be. The complexity of destiny. I can feel the soldier, I can be the priest. But those I am not in the least. The spiral stairway vacuum. May suck the air away,. Though it does not exist, not then, not today. It’s all a line with tangential dreams. And anger spawns from the misleading themes. I have no place, no face. The illusions can consume.
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The Game | Desensitized
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Mdash; Leave a comment. September 15, 2009. I talk ten times more than I write. And ponder a thousand more times than I talk. The thinking drives me insane. The talking drives everyone else in sane. But the written word is the score at the end of the game. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Back to top ].
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Poisoned | Heart Hit Lust Solitude
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Heart Hit Lust Solitude. Mdash; Leave a comment. September 29, 2010. I eat a lot of rice,. I eat a lot of beans,. I’m not a Spaniard it’s what’s in my means. A poor man’s diet but I do all right. I don’t suck salt and I don’t befriend fried. How they ravage crap and get fat, give themselves a heart attack. But they have no insurance, no clue. So that is that. To ever increase your consumption and expulsion. To become in a likeness to your new gods. And then in turn to die of one. Enter your comment here.
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Lone Wolf Amongst the Cattle | Desensitized
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Lone Wolf Amongst the Cattle. Mdash; Leave a comment. September 17, 2009. Not a person to talk to,. Not a soul to trust,. A this solitary rate,. The hearts gate surly shall rust. Its me and my pen. For these particularly peculiar days. When lightning strikes,. The mind fights,. Or when the pen has something more insightful to say. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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