

The Deep: an adaptationTwas a great many ages ago Before they popularized the demise of feelings Before boys of prime blackened sleeves Before girls thought harlotry reprieve They performed their music within and out Anthems and lullabies to so pristinely weep about There was left no doubt it tugged the twine Made not of man's design. But left within us all to play Enduring to this very day A chord innately unique yet flawed For it lacks that pure accordThe Deep: an adaptation
Hark, the few who, like stray kittens Painting the night with colors of resplendant sorrow So seldom find this chance to me


Wax AngelsOut of my bathroom window, I watch the clouds floating by. Smiling, or just dead... I can't really tell. Does it matter how clouds feel? The wind deigns their every whim. Blithely dragged to oblivion In some eastern hell.Wax Angels
I wash my hands, feeling some pity As a wild lupis may For seeing a fellow wolf tightly encaged. But the clouds, they say, "Why such a deviant deviate? We are enraged that your blindness Prevents you from seeing our happiness. We are all individual." And it's true, Your castles in the sky sorely rue Any fellow form of
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"Why are there so many choices when I have no choice at all."
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Has your stomach ever made funny noise at the most inapproprate times?
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"I am a deeply superficial person."
-Andy Warhol
It's me, [lubrication].
v.v You have a DA.
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~*Close your eyes and watch the future flash before you..*~
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Death and destruction is rather sexy...!
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"The IQ of a mob is the IQ of its most stupid member divided by the number of mobsters."
-- Terry Pratchett
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