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Never SlumberLet's screw up our circadian rhythms together. Ravage our bodies with love and desperation.Never Slumber
We'll wreak havoc on ourselves, Because this brand of destruction only breeds creation.
And it's all for this:
The hours of sleep lost are but one small price to pay for one more minute with you. The minutes are glue. Birthing we's and us's from the me's and you's.
Together, we'll never slumber.
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Bound UndergroundTwo plants Raised in different gardens Roots ever-growing Blindly following the path nature bore for them Until one day,Bound Underground
By the will of fate, The two roots touched. And what a glorious union that was! The ground buzzed with their touch Their connection Their love. Made of the same mud, They grew together, Holding hands in the earth, Feeding on the sunlight One passed to another. But no one above-ground was privy to the happenings below. All they saw were Two plants,
Raised in different gardens,
Roots ever-growing Bl
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A Cocoon of YouBuild me a cocoon of you. Wrap me up in your present (your presence). Shelter me with your words, your touch- I don't need much. Just you.A Cocoon of You
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BBQ HeartCut up my heart Into the standard 4 oz. serving sizes Put the slabs on plates Throw on some BBQ sauce And there you have it. Chew on my grisly love. Full of fat and blood and muscle Then swallow it. So that it travels to your stomach And fills you up. Don’t go hungry; I’m here now.BBQ Heart
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She doesn't know the father. She thinks Michael but she tells herself it is Louis. She repeats his na
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- Current Residence: Earth
- Interests: art, literature, happiness, life, psychology, DDR, music, cultures, caffiene, beauty, quirkiness.
- Favourite movie: Billy Elliot, Fight Club, Boondock Saints, Pulp Fiction, Juno, Garden State, Hitchhiker's Guide
- Favourite genre of music: Indie, Alternative, Techno, Electronica, Happy Hardcore
- Favourite poet or writer: Chuck Palahniuk
- Favourite game: DDR/Stepmania/ITG
- Favourite cartoon character: Daria
- Personal Quote: If it doesn't hurt anyone, it can't be wrong.
- Tools of the Trade: my brain.
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"That's what writers do. We cut ourselves open and we bleed all over the page."
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