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The Bride's MaidYou find my stem arching toward the sun. That I love another is plainly etched on worn leaves, yet between our hearts the sum and length of trials waiting to be stretched withers away. The petals I shed go unnoticed beneath your lingering strokeThe Bride's Maid
as side by side towards the sky we grow blooming together. My roots swell and soak with the bounty of this sanctuary to reach once more for remembered pollen. Parting, we trust the soil to carry the pregnancy of this swollen moment. Our brief union births nourishment of soul to ease the miles crossed t
by ~evad
Sunday In GeorgiaThe night was falling slowly. Stars filled the darkening sky with the same speed we filled the ash tray.Sunday In Georgia
"Well, Sunday in Georgia," he said,
"is a long day without liquor."
by ~evad
Charlatan AtlasI have loved a fewCharlatan Atlas
clowns, though they weren't self aware.
They walked on their hands with their feet pointed toward sun, moon, stars.
I still don't know if they thought they walked some lucid celestial body or if they didn't know any better, but I held their legs so they didn't fall over and it gave me a sense of purpose.
Their smiles matched the painted grins fixed upon their faces; but I was fixed as a charlatan Atlas, often self aware.
They knew that they could,
by ~evad
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Sail AwayIt was in the way his lungs were blackened Not with the lacquer of cigarette smoke But with the breath of every lie he spoke; His words were liquid cancer and they Spun-spiraled up to the meaning of God Then tumbled down to crash simple-sake Judas To the cold, hard, and somehow hushed ground.Sail Away
It was never so naive to think the trash bag Full with child molestation facts and hollow, Empty beer cans would save the feelings; no, It was only that long until the facts would Catch up to it all and destroy it in a mockery - A horrible pantomime of what could have been &nb
by ~tk-nvme
one of those daysby ~spx
Bernadetteby ~ydd
Lonelinessby ~ydd
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Georgia
- Interests: music, the internet, mmo culture, world of warcraft
- Favourite movie: Bartleby
- Favourite band or musician: Venetian Snares, Devin Townsend, Diamanda Galas, Opeth, Yeah Yeah Yeahs
- Favourite poet or writer: Sarah Arvio, Charles Bukowski
- Operating System: Objectivism with a dash of The Four Agreements, ideally
- MP3 player of choice: speakers
- Wallpaper of choice: achewood's phillipe
- Skin of choice: yours, hugging mine
- Favourite game: World of Warcraft
- Favourite gaming platform: a sofa
- Favourite cartoon character: achewood's roast beef
- Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/evad4you/
- AIM: nekodaviesan
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hakuna matata? | daily lubbing
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Like a plane crash that never hits the ground.
come by my journal, find me dear.
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"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
warner robins / macon. warner robins air force base.
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