...but they destroy us when we are separated from it.
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The world lives by hollow words,
Set 13 2009, 17h03
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An everyday promise shot down in flames
Mai 24 2009, 22h57
To my dear friend Xym,
http://wawawawaaaaaaaahoooooorrrrrn.ytmnd.com/
"Sincerely",
Terry
Terry Terry quite contrary,
Why the confidante's garden 'stained?
From hollow words and thorns interred
For pretty maids quenched and splayen -
right of the?
Mar 27 2009, 19h24
wrong of the?
i find no absolution
In my rational point of view
You could try to understand me
i? could try to understand you. -
So ravenous, So volatile, So cantankerous,
Fev 26 2009, 0h39
...SO WHAT
I'm timeless like a broken watch.
gazing, open ground, silence, my abscent heart is shredded, come unbound,
trembling, i'm so close, i can hear his breathing, cloth on skin,
footsteps, he blinks twice, he cannot see
i'm right behind him, i reach,
but i stop, i cannot, perhaps if only,
two feet become an endless sea,
the man I've watched for apparent eons perhaps can,
desire, assay, behold who i am,
see me once i'm across the way,
see me twice, my fingers are drawn,
see me thrice, i grasp you, you're gone,
then he turns, and i freeze, and he turns once more,
he exhales, strides on, on stone opened sore,
in his mind, I'm an ornament, fleeting allure,
along the yard arrangement,
did he grasp for a second to see me shine?
or the tears i cannot shed from my cruel design?
hidden beneath shame (or is it) I cover my face,
gravel beneath shoes here and there wings wave grace
i scale again to continue this futile race
- medFO Mephistu -
An everyday promise shot down in flames
Nov 20 2008, 22h26
To my dear friend Xym,
http://wawawawaaaaaaaahoooooorrrrrn.ytmnd.com/
"Sincerely",
Eh-Run
dear Eh-Run,
what sort of friend leans on your shoulder, tells of wishing to die;
jumping off the overpass, how he's depressed, then out of nowhere leaves you on stand-by?
what sort of fear he's passed on, a little brother lost forever,
what sort of tears so many shed, a connection stripped
a thread of hope and love ripped by a cut to the heart
which was shattered long ago, but his life lit a spark
oh, and how bright was the flame candlelit in the Fall in the dark,
and how bright were the flames on my arm for the answers i sought
for my cat who lied too, beauty making its mark
for my friend who I love eternally, slashing the skin for our thoughts
young and blessed with wings was the boy i saw,
but with a minute spectrum of light did the scene withdraw
what sort of friend then returns with a handful of deceit;
what sort of friend leaves an audience with me in his seat?
what sort of friend seems to merely take command
an army of lies of contact never tried, then move on in his "life"?
what sort of friend then pouts about the same old shits
that if he had a pair to do something, would not exist?
...just like me, who watches and waits
with my shattered love now joined by hate
Sincerely,
medFO -
The Fool's causAlity Loop
Set 18 2008, 3h13
Lord, I must have been blind...
You mind is working overtime, you body's not too strong,
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone,
You may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say you you, I will do what I can do.
People don't always tell you what they are thinking. They just see to it that you don't advance in life... i don't know whether I'm alive and dreaming or dead and remembering... ~She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam~... -
Love is for fools and all fools are lovers.
Abr 29 2008, 19h21
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This is where we make the medicine...
Jan 20 2008, 7h22
Perhaps you should have some. Clear your head. -
Noli nothis permittere te terere.
Mai 27 2007, 8h54
"I am tired of the sickening sight of the battlefield, with its mangled corpses and poor suffering wounded! Victory has no charms for me when purchased at such cost."
-George B. McClellan, 1862
