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Confessional poetry, not the box. Tuesday, May 24, 2011. I got the repairman to replace. The broken glass floor,. It didn't seem like a bad job indeed. I told him to lay some tiles over it,. So I wouldn't be able to see the. Bare cement, dust, foundation-. It makes me happy forgetting things. I got the painters to help me coat. The cracked walls with fresh paint. I chose blue, my favourite colour-. The old blue had faded and peeled. Off the walls, out of the house. I asked the plumber to help me fix.

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Confessional poetry, not the box. Tuesday, May 24, 2011. I got the repairman to replace. The broken glass floor,. It didn't seem like a bad job indeed. I told him to lay some tiles over it,. So I wouldn't be able to see the. Bare cement, dust, foundation-. It makes me happy forgetting things. I got the painters to help me coat. The cracked walls with fresh paint. I chose blue, my favourite colour-. The old blue had faded and peeled. Off the walls, out of the house. I asked the plumber to help me fix.

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Confessional poetry, not the box.: (#38) Leave Me Alone

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Confessional poetry, not the box. Monday, July 12, 2010. 38) Leave Me Alone. Stir the ghosts of past. I've woken them up. And they revisit, angry. Choked, I cannot breathe. Stubborn stain, get off me. It is not a blood smear. Spare me, you demons. I have had enough suffering. Loving you, then a dream. Your exit was murder. Your friend tortured my mind. It was all planned from the beginning. Selfish, a lesson learnt. Never to give your full heart. To an insatiable beast. It will only continue to. All text...

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Confessional poetry, not the box.: (#42) Beast, Husband, Man

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Confessional poetry, not the box. Sunday, July 25, 2010. 42) Beast, Husband, Man. I will cloak my heart to have a woman. Like you, just you, I prepared the lines to say. I will fix my eyes on you alone, staring. To make you feel secure, as part of the plan. I will mint my breath to make my. Promises sweet, then a kiss. I will seduce you until you say yes. To marry the black figure of me. I have bought us a house, as planned. Within lies a bed, white linen,. All laid out, ready. That way my ejaculate.

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Confessional poetry, not the box.: (#37) Leaving, Room #07-02

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Confessional poetry, not the box. Sunday, July 11, 2010. 37) Leaving, Room #07-02. Waterfall, waterfall, memories. Smash it, break the brittle glass. Like an emergency, but neither emerging nor. Desperate, pass me the hammer now,. I want to see the shards fall myself. Curses, every shard will be sharp. It will cut and scratch my face as I. Shatter the images, this ghastly. Haunting which I will not partake of. Ever again. Let the fragments. Pierce my skin, let it tear me up. Any corner of this room.

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Confessional poetry, not the box.: (#41) Defiant Teenager, Ab Extra Speculatio

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Confessional poetry, not the box. Saturday, July 24, 2010. 41) Defiant Teenager, Ab Extra Speculatio. Call out the name with the. Handful of food and it will. Open its palm for you. It will not struggle though. You thrash about, rip off. Flesh chunks from the. Provider's fingers, swallow it. Whole, they will let you. Have it, you do not realise. How privileged a life you have-. The two lambs slave themselves. For your existence, every single. Strand of hair on your body was. Your body with their bread-.

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Confessional poetry, not the box.: (#43) A Farm Day

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Confessional poetry, not the box. Thursday, August 5, 2010. 43) A Farm Day. The first burst of light emerges over the. Horizon of the yellow burning sun. The day breaks, the mist lifts from. The sweet smelling grass down the hill-. Pulling the cosy dew blanket off every sunrise. The square gold patchwork, like gold-leaf. Stands out brightly on the quilt of Mother's garden. The cleared out land burns a rust shade as the dust. Pulls west into the haystack with the white clouds overhead. Colours of the Eart...

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Angel Stole The Poetry: May 2010

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Sunday, May 16, 2010. There's no reason to lie, really. So i'm not gonna lie. Honestly, there's no reason to hide my feelings. If the current situation i'm blogging about were to go into the newspapers, metaphorically, a great headline would read: Boy, 17, Steps On Barbed Wire For Pleasure. It sounds morbid, yes, but that's just exactly how it is. Want to know something cooler? A little quote that makes perfect sense, said by an influential economist of the 20th century. Language ...

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Angel Stole The Poetry: November 2009

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Monday, November 30, 2009. I was actually comtemplating not to use this title for such a great day's posting. Met her at 9.30 or so? She keeps running away, why ah? Then, we went to watch a movie. My Girlfriend Is An Agent. It's a really cool show! It's so hilarious i'd actually watch it again. What does this word sound like to you? Does it sound like.a panda to you? It's actually 'spy' in korean. Or more like, 'agent'. Cleverly skips private movie-simultaneous details-. Whatever,...

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Angel Stole The Poetry: A Quick Word

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Friday, June 4, 2010. I just had to say this, somewhere, but i feel really determined to get published. I've got ideas for two collections of poetry which i will write. I hope things go well, honestly. It's about time something truly right happened in my life. Yet another, by. Friday, June 04, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Gerard Alexis Lee,. Read, tag, don't spam,. The other more importants:. Pen flow, paper seeping, non-stop, inspiring,. Leave History To Itself.

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Angel Stole The Poetry: Another Breath.

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Monday, June 28, 2010. Sigh, i just had to write this, somewhere. I don't know why, i still think of you. Everything, everything, sigh. I still just feel you're the one. I don't know why, but honestly, i just wish we could put everything behind us and restart, doing everything we didn't do, making things right. Nothing could've been more perfect, after all, even you agreed it felt like a dream. Yet another, by. Monday, June 28, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Angel Stole The Poetry: Soliloquoy.

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Thursday, May 6, 2010. There's nothing much to talk about. Another rough patch, this time, i really didn't play my chess pieces to plan. It's okay if i lost the game (of life), it's just my learning process. I need to believe in myself a bit more next time. After all, i've never really been wrong instinctively. Well, they're dreams, i know, but there's no harm in dreaming, right? If 9999 dreams in every 10,000 get crushed, i have faith mine's the unshattered one. Yet another, by.

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Angel Stole The Poetry: Therefore I Am

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Saturday, July 3, 2010. I'm just going to voice out my thoughts. Firstly, okay, that was stupid, honestly, that was stupid. I wonder what got to you, honestly. I would have never written something like that in my life. Sigh, i really wonder what's got to me. Speaking of photography, life's just like photography. We develop from the negatives. I love that, it makes so much sense. Yet another, by. Saturday, July 03, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Gerard Alexis Lee,.

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Angel Stole The Poetry: Haiku Poem Haiku Poem

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Saturday, July 17, 2010. Haiku Poem Haiku Poem. Hello, blog. Honestly, i'm just so tired. Lord, thanks for being kind to me. Keep me blind always. Yet another, by. Saturday, July 17, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Gerard Alexis Lee,. Read, tag, don't spam,. The other more importants:. Pen flow, paper seeping, non-stop, inspiring,. Confessional poetry, not the box. Leave History To Itself. Haiku Poem Haiku Poem.

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Angel Stole The Poetry: Chernobyl.

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Sunday, May 16, 2010. There's no reason to lie, really. So i'm not gonna lie. Honestly, there's no reason to hide my feelings. If the current situation i'm blogging about were to go into the newspapers, metaphorically, a great headline would read: Boy, 17, Steps On Barbed Wire For Pleasure. It sounds morbid, yes, but that's just exactly how it is. Want to know something cooler? A little quote that makes perfect sense, said by an influential economist of the 20th century. Language ...

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Saturday, July 17, 2010. Haiku Poem Haiku Poem. Hello, blog. Honestly, i'm just so tired. Lord, thanks for being kind to me. Keep me blind always. Yet another, by. Saturday, July 17, 2010. Saturday, July 3, 2010. I'm just going to voice out my thoughts. Firstly, okay, that was stupid, honestly, that was stupid. I wonder what got to you, honestly. I would have never written something like that in my life. Sigh, i really wonder what's got to me. Yet another, by. Gerard Alexis Lee,.

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Angel Stole The Poetry. Saturday, February 13, 2010. You make me cry so hard. Yet another, by. Saturday, February 13, 2010. Thursday, February 4, 2010. There's so many things going past in my life. IB, week 5, day 4 of 5. I gave chase to my targets, and i dealt with them effectively. I reckon my work is consistent, my grades are stable. My grades are a true display of hardwork. I should be proud of it. The war isn't over. week 5 is nothing compared to what's ahead. The planner is filling up gradually.

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