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Lather, Rinse, Repeat

Little chopped up sen-ten-ces A little stir fry of .everything wrong with me. Comment. On. This. Open up something glamerous Magazine. Glossed Paper. I periodicly forget that sex is the basis of society... Then I start. talking. again. I wear big shoes. Know what that means? (I need smaller shoes to fit my small feet) Sex... Faster, Harder, Slower, Softer (Make up your mind) Stop telling me what COOL is. I don't care. Drift thought...Regain Composure. If I was famous all these periods would make me. A Genius. M

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Plastic BallerinaOnce upon a time I used to watch her dance My plastic ballerina With her cute pink and plastic dress
As I spilled out my world to her She twirled round and round for me To the same notes repeating To the same drama girl
Never once (I must confess) Did I stop to ask If she preferred to be closed up tight Then listen to my tears fill the night
My plastic ballerina These days have become years And as you collect dust in your gears That music keeps on playing It grates on my ears
So I’ll close the lock now And pu Plastic Ballerina
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Bring Me A DreamSifting through these old memories, Pushing. Sand through small spaces. Trying to create a clean space.
Where I am,
A storm torrent through slate-grey sky. Billowing reflections of fast, dark, overbearing sea, Spraying salt in the eyes, Of some deity.
There I am,
Bolting white. hot. lightning. bursts. Sprinting across this match head, Flicked across edged surfaces, Leaping across the canyons created by day-dreaming.
Then I am,
Over the ancient walls of fallen armies. Faster than quicksilver dripped in the sun. &n Bring Me A Dream
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Ever motivatedReflections always mock The mind's eye. Twisting truth to reveal Adulterated image.
He painted her lips With rose petals. Attempting to revive Some symbolism.
She responded with Needles to his eyes. What you can’t see Won’t blind you.
Sigh, O calloused heart. Recite the hymn That only taunts you
“My ever tired image. This is the picture of a girl Who is not a poem.”
Rhythm lived within the soul. Sucked out by glass demons With the ability to chisel out beauty And taint this image. &nb Ever motivated
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Trying to write

Tue Jul 5, 2005, 10:24 PM

So I’m stuck in this ditch
Somewhere between realism
And Reality

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Current Residence: Grand Ledge, Michigan
Interests: Reading, Poetry, Art, People who don't suck
Favourite movie: Girl. Interupted, The Wall, Thirteen, The Last Unicorn, Eternal Sunshine For The Spotless Mind
Operating System: Half-Assed PC Who Plots Against Me
Shell of choice: Chocolate
Wallpaper of choice: Blue... With ducks
Skin of choice: Warm
Favourite game: RPGs
Favourite gaming platform: Xbox, Playstation 2
Favourite cartoon character: Daria, Rocko
Personal Quote: So like... you can fucking bite me.
Tools of the Trade: Evidenlty a pencil and some scrap paper...I'm so high tech. You don't even know.

Email: Scribblingmadgirl@hotmail.com
AIM: HypodermicFaith
MSN: ObsidianTear@hotmail.com
Yahoo: Extroverted_Sugar_Cube

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~cherryliqueurs Dec 24, 2007, 6:44:41 AM

You're good, really good.
I can't put my emotions down in words like you can.

*vespera Sep 7, 2005, 12:51:38 PM

*lix*

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Your musky lips, cramping smoke into halos,
love to finger obscenities and slander. I am a bitch now.
Don’t touch her now, this thing of waste. She’s
Empty. She’s full of spite.

`tangledweb Jul 30, 2005, 11:27:01 PM

Hey, just wanted to stop by and thank you for your comment....it is sad, but there's also a lot of good things in this world. Take care.

~alwayzdazd Jul 28, 2005, 6:05:14 PM

i love you like whoa whoa WHOA

there's a rumbly in my tumbly..do you have a knife?

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^{Am I the star beneath the stairs?

Am I a ghost upon the stage?

Am I your anything?}

~logey Jul 9, 2005, 4:55:27 PM

poke

~alwayzdazd Apr 25, 2005, 2:30:19 PM

it might be a bloody mass, but it is a beautiful, gooey, red and purple, chnuky bloody mass. now all you have to do is dig the chunks out, and lick up the rest, and you will be set.