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The Mind of the FaustAnother night, an ivory towerThe Mind of the Faust
A silent storm within stained glass windows
Ancient bookcases of pure mahogany
History and struggles of man within
Dripping ink on crinkled pages
Mechanisms working in time to internal rhythms
Twiddling fingers idly, mulling over mosaic letterings
Pondering with ‘brows furrowing
Worrying over tables of time,
Philosophy, medicinal wines
Cryptic words and obscure signs,
Delving deep into the shadows of the human mind
Conscious probing for knowledge
by ~Rolling14reader
Is there more to life?These expressive batting eyes have seen all there is to see, Flirted with the world at ease Now cataracts have blinded me This soft virgin skin have touched all there is to feel And teased beyond the realm of real Now worn and weathered beyond appeal These sensitive ears have heard all there is to hear Sweet nothings, crude curses, and whispered fears Now closed and deaf to the world so near This beating heart so intense Such burning fire and spirit immense Now cold and faded beyond recompense And I wonder... Before the sun sets upon my time, and ushers in a new begIs there more to life?
by ~Rolling14reader
War-Time NoveltyI sit here ‘pon this hill, everyday on faithful evenings, Watching the sun retreat back to nature’s endWar-Time Novelty
And night’s beginnings I watch the bleeding colors streak, Across the sky like a paintbrush run askew Upon a tainted palette of transgressions,
Fading into something new
I sit here ‘pon this hill, on every faithful morning, Watch the sun breach ground and peak Crane my neck for new days dawning I lower my head upon scythe grass blades;
Watch sweet dew drops ever falling Yet one can not feel that underneath There is more than nature calling
I
by ~Rolling14reader
Bad OmenVerse 1: Walking under ladders, Looking at another Broken mirror that you’ve set for me. Cautious cracks so faded Black cats so jaded, Dreaded I met you on a Friday 13thBad Omen
Bridge: There’s nothing that oft’ compels you, You just say what’s in your heart But your hateful words drifts us apart
Chorus: Have I ever felt so broken, Felt so shaken, Felt so taken? Or is it just me?
Do I feel that cold dark shadow? Have I ever felt so hollow? Is it omens to be?
Verse 2: Trouble seem to follow Pick me u
by ~Rolling14reader
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- Current Residence: none of your damn business...i.e Maryland
- Interests: anime, music, writing, tv and whatever
- Favourite movie: KILL BILL, Bourne Supremacy
- Favourite band or musician: Red Hot Chili Peppers, linkin park, Three Days Grace
- Favourite genre of music: you can guess
- Favourite poet or writer: so many
- Favourite photographer: that guy
- Favourite style of art: something cool
- Operating System: windows
- MP3 player of choice: too cheap to afford one
- Wallpaper of choice: something perdy
- Skin of choice: I like all colors and I can not lie...
- Favourite game: ffx, ffx-2
- Favourite gaming platform: ps2
- Favourite cartoon character: daria
- Personal Quote: don't hate me becuase i'm a dumbass
- Tools of the Trade: my fucked up brain
- Email: Rolling14reader@aol.com
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And you have been given a bag of gummy bears to throw back!
So throw them at the next innocent person that standing near you!
RULES!!!
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Your ammunition!
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That it's almost sex flavored!
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Alley Mack
is an Angsty Poet
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Oh look. It's you. And you're online! And not talking to me. *sad face*
Well, anyway, "Hi Alexis~!"
(ignore this comment because I'm obviously typing it at 2 in the morning)
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