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PendingAs she tastes the acrid airPending
her senses break again freeing her once-confined body allowing her to move her stiff and brittle phalanges
The one who was coy is now the heat who melts the impotent heart
Her body; liquid earth
oozing with
a powerful aurora becomes useless and flaccid
As it is sloughed off of her, new skin appears and is covered again by old rough rock And when it spills forth with temptation as she lures her spiny legs to
her abdomen
by ~DrStrangelove86
VouloirShe, with incandescent eyes plodding through the marsh with her back warped with her soulVouloir
He is the one to give her voluptuous body with perfect breasts to the decrepit place
The crimson sky fades when he lays h
by ~DrStrangelove86
AngelicaI heard the trash can scrape accross the stone floor cold as iceAngelica
"No, that doesn't
need to happen yet"
I loosed the cord that warned me to hang
And I go about my business
Again it destroys hot coals scorching the face that never will be seen again without the presence of a shawl
"When will anything happen?"
by ~DrStrangelove86
XVRunning her hands through his rusty mane she leans into himXV
The one she knew before had gone like her father had
He's writing into me she thought as he scratched out With the black strokes of his tool he gouges his messages into her back
the calligraphy inscribed upon her rough
parchment is etched inside
by ~DrStrangelove86
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- Current Residence: Lake Yocknapatawha
- Interests: Writing, breathing, reading
- Favourite movie: Dr. Strangelove, Apocalypse Now, Kill Bill, Pulp Fiction
- Favourite band or musician: Bob Dylan, Billy Bragg, The Decemberists, Classical Stuff
- Favourite genre of music: Basically anything that I consider decent.
- Favourite artist: Frida Khlao, Gustav Klimt
- Favourite poet or writer: Ginsberg, Kerouac, Ferlinghetti, Vonnegut, Conrad, Woolfe, Eagleton, Shakespeare, Sidney
- Operating System: XP
- Shell of choice: Conch
- Wallpaper of choice: One with schnozberries on it.
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2
- Favourite cartoon character: Vash the Stampede
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, Paper, Sunglasses
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"Everyone sees what you seem to be, few perceive what you are, and those few do not dare contradict the opinion of the many..."
Niccolo Machiavelli
and jesus said:
when you make the two into one, and when you make the inner like the outer and the outer the inner, and the upper the lower, and when you make male and female into a single one, so that male will not be male and female will not be female, when you make eyes in the place of an eye, a hand in place of a hand, a foot in place of a foot, an image in place of an image, then you will enter the fathers domain.
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Above, the gemmed azure is
The naked splendour of Nuit;
She bends in ecstasy to kiss
The secret ardours of Hadit.
The winged globe, the starry blue,
Are mine, O Ankh-af-na-khonsu!
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"Everyone sees what you seem to be, few preceive what you are, and those few do not dare contradict the opinion of the many..."
Niccolo Machiavelli
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Captain Koons: The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any of the slopes were gonna get their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass.
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"Everyone sees what you seem to be, few preceive what you are, and those few do not dare contradict the opinion of the many..."
Niccolo Machiavelli
Homecoming is very draining on my soul... and I have to clean the house!
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Captain Koons: The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any of the slopes were gonna get their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass.
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Well behaved women don't make history.
Sorry if I sound like I'm repeating myself, but it was great.
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Captain Koons: The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any of the slopes were gonna get their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass.
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