Month:September 2011

Accompanied a drawing I did, but no longer have. 2002-2003ish. Too Many There are too many who are forgotten Too many who aren’t loved. Too many who don’t love. Too many lost souls.

Guy I knew from GO that introduced me to go IRC in 2002, who went by the nick of rj000000000, was a freelance recording artist. He requested that I write down lyrics from an untitled piece of his. Here it is. Calm Memories that I hold dear break the calm that so many fear. From …
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Written in 1999 on an automated typewriter. Yes. I still love sour apples. Sour Apple Sour apple. magnetic, delightful sizzling, growing, soaring so juicy in my mouth. scrumsalishous.

Typed this on IRC in 2003. A friend of mine, who went by the nickname of Shishio-sama, was being an asshole. I forgot exactly about what or the situation in it’s entirety. This is about him. My Reflection A feeling that comes from deep within painful to smile from a heart that isn’t there pointless …
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2004. A man that my father wanted me to marry bought me flowers on almost every visit. I decided that I wanted to know what roses tasted like. The roses I tasted was white. I had also read a story about monsters that dressed up as humans for celebration and a child who befriended one …
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I wrote this in 2005 along with Untitled. Subject was Xavier and Johan. Desire Peace is a desire forgotten by chaos Yet only creates it anew Forgiving and acceptance must replace arrogance thus the desire to learn will rekindle and it’s flame will burn the festering emotions that give power to laziness hate and lies …
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Not sure when I wrote this exactly. Quite some time ago though, I’m sure. I was angry and I hardly cursed in my poetry. Untitled there is a paradox in the definite that i don’t seem to grasp. the parallels are? deserving stereotypes? deserving the abstract? all a bunch of shit. needing something to stop …
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