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Flying, I’m flying. On top of it all And they cant touch me they cant possibly get their Slimy sniveling sarcophagus On me, Why would they want to? They love me Deep down They told me so Onyx feathers shining So many, They blot out the moon Don’t you hear them?
One…
Landfall echoes And glows W
by ~Athranon
SpectersMinister, I To Eyres ne'er returned from their moors or fallen from heights of grace unknownSpecters
Specters enter
I sit on the steps of the temple fearing to enter the incense of dagger-shine kisses
Placed, I between bodies and wailing, between beloved and
lost release
Specters dance, In their braziers and altars following daylight when chased by moonbeams
Weary, I unable to touch transparents caresses meaningless to beloved flowing down
Specters call, wishing for hand or voice for
by ~Athranon
JasmineWhen, then? How long? where and why will Our Jasmine bloom? Will it be sweet? Will it be beatiful? We know it blooms darkly but night eludes us no matter if we seek to chase it or escape itJasmine
Morning's Glory closed long before Our dawn, we have only the sunflowers
for company here endlessly staring into heavens mine blinded by Brilliance they follow.
You cannot tell them the Jasmine will bloom they are silent never leave watch ever faithful to dying light
But we wait for our Warm,
by ~Athranon
Crimson BrownAutumn shards raging Against solid unyielding mass Spraying lightning bugs and blisters Against all othersCrimson Brown
We will rage and rage For no other reason than the heat With no other purpose than to Let rubies eat fuel
Let us off this stack! This godforsaken pile of dry, Crackling chains, this three walled prison The solid keeps us!
We shift, we rise up We never cease in our motion! But the old, dead solid is still! We are never free!
We rage against solid When bark turns to black powder Maybe then we can finally b
by ~Athranon
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splitting mica---+splitting mica
Uncloud the borealis of your eye, show your iceberg secrets on an axis that intersects the surface an axis that Greek geographers established as a reference line from pole to pole. While Greece preserves the memory of itself in Rome, its philosophers deduce morals from the nature of man rather than from God
and baize of whitened-green mouldering from the pews-sides leaving naked wood to the disturbance caused by a water droplet, that will be smoothed out by gravity.
This complex folding over cannot be drawn, though its proper
by =Barnaby
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: home
- Interests: Parkour, Poetry, Surrealist visuals
- Favourite band or musician: Nightwish
- Favourite genre of music: Prog rock/goth rock
- Operating System: Windows
- MP3 player of choice: my PSP (yeah, im lame)
- Favourite game: Ratchet and Clank 3 (yeah, im still lame)
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo
- Personal Quote: Gah! this thing wont let me put in a long enough quote!
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, The empty room at the back of my church, the backs of fliers for events at said church.
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Barnaby
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"No doubt I shall go on writing, stumbling across tundras of unmeaning, planting words like bloody flags in my wake."
—Cain's Book - Alexander Trocchi
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He's a boy, you wanna girl so tear off his cock, ties his hair in bunches, fuck him, call him Rita if you want,
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