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Not sure how to handle such thing. I choked on a flower and completely made a fool out of the yellow nonsense. Disgusting indeed. The barf spoke to the bod and brought an ear full. It said, It said that a queer witch was out to get me. Its insanity made a reality and so one is found buried deep in the sand doooons. Guess what dearest. It was your shame it was the shame that covered my sick venus
Life is an interesting being one supposes. When I do feel myself crawling above the surfaces of any city, something feels negative. The pulse in my heart doesn't race but beats a bit too slowly. Perhaps the energy of others rub against me the wrong way; molesting me. Abuse comes a rushing through my head. Screams are heard from far away and the feet want to go across the universe to find inner peace. One suppsoes that God carries such answers. Who is God? This isn't about God nor do I want to make this about God because I am almost to the third road. Steps are pressed down onto the cobble stones. Something tickles the side of my face. Feelers are sliding against my skin. A little reminder that my body isn't the only thing trying to survive world. It to wants to take that journey. It to has fear of being kicked to the side, or even being pressed between the stones to where life gushes out. The roach crawls towards my chin. There is a miserable feeling to walking down the streets having ugly written on the face. Passerby lerking from the corner turn to stare with shock at some profile with a crawler on the face. I am shameful as I walk about under the stars. This dirty thing dropped alive on my made up face. I guess shame is crawling all over me. Of course the people walk on by fearing that I will pass some disease that would surely halt life that they keep trying to hold close to their chests. Something inside of me is loose. I don't care if death choked me. The roach wouldn't care either because it goes on to live another 100 years.
.~.~.~.~.~.~.A Fallen heart.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.
Ah yes ye heart is fallen always faded.
Yet ye say one shall speeketh of love?
Looketh dear, Mr. Ole Day is sooon to be jaded.
Yet ye so wise, while holding a fake dove.
No kind of glory is brought out to thee.
Madness crawls beneath ye cold skin.
When walketh upon the stones on nature's belly, Ye only shout out with a heart so thin.
An ole king; an arrogant little deviant.
Jokers are a laughing at ye foolish card playig.
Bringeth a bloody combat for yer own clients?
Warriors screams helplessly while Lazy a laying.
Come along to the mirror and explain such details.
Perhaps snap fingers at'em and say how to fly.
Show those people yer silly how to do tales.
Of course if they do not listen ye can always lie.
Defeated wounded at sea, I'll catch ya career!
A glass filled with ignorance suits the wicked king.
Frowns soon rain down on ye straight eye for the queer.
Fine go ahead and say filthy but true hate is of no being.
Oh! The ship of gross animosity is fallen down!
Oh! Glory to thee! Rain comes a rushing to drown!
No more evil reddened king and bringing a bloody gore.
No more settlements between with its own villagers a war.
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... When I speak of Angels I don't necessarily have to mean God my dear... I guess words are already thought out and there is no room for me to type any longer as things become so trite. Since a young lad was I, twas very interested in those little fairies that rang their little spirits into my air... Don't know why I try to keep adding to the script... Oh my I guess I am waiting for something to take me away wisp me off into the thin air...
Hometown:
Lone Star Ranger
Country:
United States
Occupation:
Filling out the paper work for your significant others death.
Companies:
My business belongs to me and myself only.
Schools:
UT. University of Texas. I school in the zone dears.
Interests:
Art, Rap, Death, Cartwheels, Flowers, Angels, Spirituality that isn't shameful. The homosex that is within your Godivo
Movies:
I don't see Teli, the Teli sees me.
Music:
The sound of Death walking by my very breath
Books:
Edgar Allen Poe
Channel Comments
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See you on South Park }!:•P
Lock me up in a dark room with music and lets see what my sprite can do ;D
Thanks for the comment Hon!!! I'm using my kindle fire! Its really nice especially when I watch videos!!! Love the BG you sound so much happier!!!!!
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I just got a spam message from ChristJesus32 and plus my channel is on his channel :D
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