If I had a coin to throw into the well I wish I had three more.


Lost Art of GlassResentment for now that soon will fade Until the time we meet again When the sand will heat Begin to beat And our subconscious force us to repeat Our best mistakes And we'll create This ultimate fake that's bound to break But in that moment Before we lose Before we fall And I tie my noose Before goodbyes And before the screams When what we are is more than dreams We are one Born unto two And those three words (while I hate to admit it) Are the fucking truthLost Art of Glass
Moan? Noam?
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The Scarecrow plots: "Don't stand there talking. Put me together."
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Feed Your Head
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I'm partially colorblind, but I refuse to let that stop me.
I CRAVE CRITICISM.
poem 'Advert' it was a
difficult poem for me to write
and it is nice to see people
appreciating it as a piece.
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Lunge wildly at the pope!
i was just on your old profile admiring all your stunning poetry. just wanted wanted to let you know i loved pain relief and just a props you should try prescription it's way better.
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.Minnie Poe and The Abstract Self.
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**-x-Cymraeg a balch-x-**
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dp suddenly said “HEY, YOU, LOOK, LISTEN, HELLO? HEY, OVER HERE, HEY,LOOK, LISTEN, HELLO? HEY, OVER HERE, HEY, YOU, LOOK, LISTEN, HELLO? HEY, OVER HERE, HEY, LOOK, LISTEN, HELLO? HEY, OVER HERE, HEY, LOOK, LISTEN, HELLO?" He soon got our attention.
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"Push the Envelope so hard you get paper cuts!"
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Well gee. Just wanna have some good new fashion fun ya'll.
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