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If you want to be a classicYou don't have to be Freud to figure it out. Deadbeat mother Dead mother Revolving maternal door.If you want to be a classic
Lets face it-
Women are temporary possessions at best. They come, and for a while it's okay. But you have to understand, they will leave.
This is a fatal flaw. This is a trusted fact:
The good ones, the life altering exceptional females full of caring and touching estrogen. They always go away.
And you never see them again.
Look, you can't expect a few years to alter the hard earned experience of a life-t
by ~voixdelaraison
The Personality TubeI’ve got to write it down. I’ve got to let people know. I’ve sat quiet and scared for too long. And now, so many good people....so many good people are gone. I know I’ll be their next target. Catch their attention. They don’t think I know. But I’ve seen it. There’s this tube. They come in the night. Mostly when you’re a child. And they’ll come and they slip it in your ear, guiding it down, down down. The thing is about a hundred yards long. They keep it on a spool. For most people though, they need only twenty or thirty yards of it. But they delve deeper until they’re at the bottom.The Personality Tube
The tube is a straw. And a man in a
by ~voixdelaraison
Smoke BreakNight time, Sneaking smoke under porch roof. Nicotine clouds waft between folds of brain.Smoke Break
Dribbling from sight holes Blurs my vision.
And if I squint just right through tar fog-
I see you coming around the corner in a comfy hoodie that I know hides your form so that if I were to hold you it would crush under me to reveal slenderness and reassuring hips and I could rest my cheek on yours.
But you’re not here and I don’t here you say “What the
by ~voixdelaraison
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COMING OF PLAGUEby *zw6
I killed our love todayI killed my love today It took enough time trying to strangulate its neck until I managed to suffocate it with yourI killed our love today
favourite pillow
The one with ornamental flowers,dont worry I put it back where it was. Honey,you should have known..of all this Because suspiciously enough I wore my affection to you like a glove from the very beginning So I leave no fingerprints Some kind of hint when you find the dead corpse of our love in your bed the next morning
It was the final step after ages of y e a r n i n g for something else Because in the moment where I committed murder to a
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and you're back to you old tricks. is this the beginning of a new beginning?
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~onewordatatime is here to help; give them the chance, you'll see what they can do.
pick up a goddamn pen. -suture-
i might put more of myself out there, soonish. soonish. writing is sort of working its way out of my head. sort of.
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~onewordatatime is here to help; give them the chance, you'll see what they can do.
pick up a goddamn pen. -suture-
meep
sorry i dun use aim anymore since im back in sg
u should get yourself msn!
with the same message again
happy belated birthday punk
happy belated birthday
how are you?
get in touch yah?
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