

A Fallen Angel At My Dashboardthe concrete crys tonight blood floods the stormdrains heaven bells ring along with sirens i lie paralyzed--but not quite dead i look to the left with peripheral eyesight a fallen angel at my dashboard her wings: black and beaten her blood: soaked with wine her lungs: finally stopped breathing her heart: finally found rest Heaven calls... ...though no one answers I try to speak but my voice is rasp I cry alone in a drunken car wreck I cry alone and wait for light The concrete sings but no listenA Fallen Angel At My Dashboard


uncovering lamented memoriesSmell that? That's my fear Rotten and stale Infectious by nature my left-over heartuncovering lamented memories
wrapped in aluminum marinated in tears laying in a dumpster singing to nobody telling a story from a book of nostalgic memories It once had a happy ending but the pages worn, torn, Now only a blur... ...Like the life I'm forced to live Smells sweet,
but it leaves a bitter aftertaste Addictive, Subjective, A short-lived, simple high Things will get better I lie to myself, as the rain starts to fall... ...a


schizophrenic lapse of reasonAn ink-blot or blood clot original or plain it makes no difference to me neither of the differ are equal to the other but I'm no scientist as you can see... so why don't you clear your mind or at least your current thoughts so i can try and attempt to explain this is all in your head for I don't even exist so you see my good friend you're insane...schizophrenic lapse of reason


Murder, whispers a coyoteMurder, whispers a coyote, As it howls at the moon Crescent,Murder, whispers a coyote
Hanging slightly crooked in the velvet night sky The trees twist and bend in suggestive ways, As I try to find my way home
Stranded, Blood-stained, Wandering around this eerily repetitive forest A dragonfly lands Laughing mockingly in my ear, With a low, deep tone The smell of death comes over me
I feel faint, Ill, And strangely paranoid. It was you! It was you! Is all I can hear… As the trees spin around
Slowly faster and faster Dizziness like a drug com


Winter's Arrivalspat on your memory a few times I wouldn’t like to remember that at all.Winter's Arrival
books (not novels, but bulky, hardcover, coffee table books, that aren’t about anything) cover up the stains of my dignity.
you think you know every hair of me. you know.
I’d forget the green glass (broken mostly) surrounding the window, and jump, already, if it weren’t for my cautious mind and the hope that somebody might happen to me.
please find a strand to connect everything hollow me. how ca
'We're bothered by the way that George W. Bush can't seem to see anything more subtle than a world full of good guys and bad guys, with his way being the way of righteousness, and the way of his opponents being the path of evil. To suggest killing Bush, you've got to buy into this kind of perspective, thinking that Bush is so wicked that the only way to defeat him is to kill him. Bush is an idiot, and he's terribly misguided, and sometimes mean spirited, but he's not really evil. People can be wrong without being wicked.
Third, killing Bush is a really stupid plan. It's a stupid plan because George W. Bush is a figurehead. It's his top advisors, including Vice President Dick Cheney, who are really doing most of the work of the Presidency. If you kill Bush, you're just erasing the facade of a Bush presidency. No real change in the people in charge in the White House would take place as a result of a Bush assassination.
Furthermore, there would probably be no better way to promote Bush's agenda than to kill him. After a Bush assassination, Americans would rally to the Republicans in a sympathetic reflex. Americans would also feel much more willing to tolerate more violations of our constitutional freedoms, out of the fear of future attacks against our government. In politics, blatant attempts to destroy opponents usually fail. A much more intelligent approach to politics is to let one's opponents destroy themselves.'
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99 red balloons go by..
I'm dancing in the shadows. +_+
mmmmmmm grass shirt , ..that sexy ... ..uh ..wait .. oh my god thats a GUY!!
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