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holestoday i woke up alone alone and dead the swirls of people are meaningless you are not here i am not here we stand in holes of our own creation or god's if he even Deigns to Notice us anymore i am very sorry for your loss.holes
by ~freekscene
overrunwe are all like drug crazed fireflies flicking left right trying desperately to light the void with our Pitiful flickers maybe everyone is equally, sickeningly powerless. the Night the Dark conquers all. we will be overrun.overrun
by ~freekscene
the phantomi move at a limping shuffling gait my grin is wide idiotic drool thinly drips between my teeth i am hideous and stupid alone out of mutual consent i will scamper and hide and inhale dust in the cellar and fix my secret weary stare on the wall curl into a ball and i will cry from loneliness unimaginable and i will become the horror i was clearly born to be.the phantom
by ~freekscene
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The Ghosts are SaviorsThe kid I knew all my life tried to kill himself. He walked off a cliff, with every intention of never seeing the moon again.The Ghosts are Saviors
But we stopped him.
He lay there, staring up into the sky, back broken but his spirit stronger than ever. He claims he saw up in the clouds, all of us. We were playing Ring-Around the Rosie, all of us.
…Ashes to Ashes We all- fall- DOWN!
Would he have died if the children in the cloud had not gotten back to their feet?
Probably.
But they rose together, laughing, brushing off the dirt they had gathered from the fall.
Healed
by *theAnti-Bambie
This GirlThere’s a girl sitting inside of me Who shivers from the cold; A happy moment daydreaming Is treasure to the old – This girl’s a blemished starlet Who is waving her goodbyes, A kiss would be too intimate, To live would be a lie.This Girl
There’s blue varnish on her fingernails To cover up the pink – A colour of a lifeblood, Of a girl who shares a wink. Instead she sits in silence In the grip of her ghosts past, She’s shattering her history With silence, lack of laughs.
When she catches herself giggling She takes a swig of beer; To
by ~daquirigirl
DesperationDesperation, condemnation, You are cursed to ‘em. Adoration, affiliation – Yet we can see through ‘em.Desperation
You and I, alone we stood, Drinking in a bandstand – Watching younger children play, Dropping from a handstand.
Our passion in the night burned bright (We think it burned your house down) – But I’m wrong, you hated me; Now it’s me makes you frown.
Desperation, condemnation, Cursed for love I showed you. Adoration, affiliation – I can still see through you.
by ~daquirigirl
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- Current Residence: omaha, nebraska, aka intellectual hell.
- Interests: music, poetry, philosophy.
- Favourite movie: say anything!
- Favourite band or musician: brand new.
- Favourite genre of music: emo
- Favourite artist: marcel duchamp.
- Favourite poet or writer: charles bukowski.
- Operating System: os x.
- MP3 player of choice: itunes!
- Tools of the Trade: my special writing pen, and my poetry books.
- Email: freek.scene@gmail.com
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