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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: Pyromania
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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Thursday, 19 February 2015. Any ordinary night or day would see Adam sensibly stamp out the flames rising in his living room, but this was no ordinary night, for tonight, the whiskey had taken him hostage. That devilishly strong single malt beverage that Adam promised himself he would only drink once in a blue moon. The blue moons these days were coming thick and fast, increasing in occurrence. You know what you have to do. You know you have to. Do it! His mind ...
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: I Dream
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Thursday, 19 February 2015. I dreamed a dream of the night before,. When I awoke I was craving more. T'was purer and truer than any real thing,. Where the people, they dance and the birds, they sing,. But a song of peace and a dance of love,. A happiness shining down from above. When I awoke, oh my eyes, they burned,. Denying the truth that I had learned,. The land that appears in my own dream,. Does not exist, or so it would seem. View my complete profile.
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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: Space in the Office
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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Tuesday, 10 February 2015. Space in the Office. She looked over and smiled at me, before lifting the umbrella above my height. Would you like to step into my office for a second? She asked. Cute. I openly stepped under the umbrella. You know we're standing under shelter." I told her as I pointed to the ledge protruding from the top of the building. Umbrellas are fun though aren't they? Did she need to ask? I suppose it had been quite a few years. Five? You know,...
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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: February 2015
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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Thursday, 19 February 2015. Any ordinary night or day would see Adam sensibly stamp out the flames rising in his living room, but this was no ordinary night, for tonight, the whiskey had taken him hostage. That devilishly strong single malt beverage that Adam promised himself he would only drink once in a blue moon. The blue moons these days were coming thick and fast, increasing in occurrence. You know what you have to do. You know you have to. Do it! His mind ...
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: Ignis Internum
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Tuesday, 10 February 2015. Hand me a whiskey, or vodka, or gin,. Awake Ignis Internum: The fire within,. Who doth dwell down deep, deep beneath the skin,. Is it a sin? I don't think it is, Ignis agrees. Self justification is a dangerous vocation. He taunts me of course,. This malevolent force,. Cutting people down with no remorse,. Poking at the wounds, waiting to be let out,. He's dying to come and have another bout,. Waiting for a time when all hope is lost,.
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: Silhouettes
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Friday, 13 February 2015. Flown from the Angles on July fifteen,. A triple sided commune, the plan pristine. But plans they can change, as people sure do,. So evolve and adapt, and come up with a new. Make camp near the Rock and try to survive,. And better our future, for this we strive. Analysing the past with each careful move,. With eyes on the future, we look to improve,. The situation around and the situation we're in,. Self affirmation, is taken to extremes,.
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: Smokescreen
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Poems from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Tuesday, 10 February 2015. Do you want something to get the words flowing? I ask myself, but even that's a lie. If I didn't have this, I'd be going,. Out of my mind,. Thinking too much,. Feeling too much,. Dwelling on past things that can't be changed,. Swamped by self pity,. And angry murderous thoughts,. Kindly popping up when I find myself alone,. Waiting for a time I can return home,. But home is just a dream now,. A distant memory,. Look deep enough and find,.
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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind: The Moth And The Butterfly
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Stories from a Beautifully Disturbed Mind. Tuesday, 10 February 2015. The Moth And The Butterfly. This is the story of two caterpillars. Two caterpillars started their lives together, and they were inseperable. They went everywhere together. They ate together, helped each other out through hard times, they felt strong feelings for each other. The caterpillars were in love, and it felt timeless. What has happened to us? But don't worry, moths and butterflies live. what. three days at most?