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Autumn Goddess

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Autumn Goddess

The summer wind has long cold, as falling leaves turn to drifting snow. My autumn goddess, who will you sing to now that your trees are sleeping The snow crunches underfoot, treebones rattle in the wind, a primitive cadence keeping time for your final waltz I want to see you by moonlight as it cascades through the skeletal trees I want to see you shrouded by night, under a cloudless sky beneath the stars that shimmer and shine as if it was all made for you The oak and elm stand guard while you sing your lullabye and prepare for sleep once more
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The Quick Little Lad - ver. 2

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The Quick Little Lad - ver. 2

There was a young man named Billy McMurray, and everywhere that he went, he went in a hurry. He always would run, he never would walk, and when he stopped to converse, quite fast he would talk. His friends all wondered,but never asked why. What they didn't know is that Billy was high. There was a little white powder he would put in his nose, To no one his secret would he ever disclose. One night he was getting dressed for a show, he wanted to feel good, he wanted some "blow". He went to the mirror, and he was looking fine, so to the kitchen he went to cut up a line, in his nose he did put a rolled up five, he was feeling good, h
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Going out on top

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Going out on top

Thirteen knots to make a necklace. This is me in my prime. I'm in my favourite place, and it's a beautiful day to die.
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Sugarhill

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Sugarhill

Meet me of the shady side of the sugarhill, in the valley where the wild roses grow. I'll be sleeping in the moss, on the edge of seven rivers, near the place where the willows softly cry. We will sit beneath the clouds, as the world quietly passes, and wait as the stars begin to fall. we will listen for the whispers, as they creep along the shadows, they will tell us all the news we need to know. In this place we will stay, where the sun is always shining. where the wind blows wild through our hair. You are my moon, my stars, my life, my love, my passion, in this place where the wild roses grow.
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Man Of The Hour

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Man Of The Hour

Drop the hammer, keep it in time. Hoist a flag on the Piccadilly line. You can thank me for it after I'm gone, break light fires and a sad old song. Put on my red suit, don't need no tie, I'm the man of the hour, you'll soon find why. With the universe exploding, and the fire in the sky, I'll be waiting on the corner, with a train wreck smile. The music's off time, the band's out of key. Waltzing disaster, come dance with me. we'll paint the town a slaughter house red, they'll tell stories of us after we're dead. A glass of wine and a bottle of gin, warms the blood, induces sin Lace up my red shoes, adjust my tie, I'
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drunkard

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drunkard

If the piano player's loud enough, he'll surely wake the dead. Their boney fingers snapping, as they rise from dusty beds. With pistol whipped smiles and whisky stained breath. the drunks have all gone silent, as they recall O'Malley's death. I'll tell you a story, if you care to listen son, a note from the queen will help to loosen up my tongue. Last call is coming 'round, and my feet they need to roam. I'll sell you all my secrets before the devil gets home. Dress me all in yellow, run a brush across my head. The girls are all in satin, and the doorman's dressed in red. A monkey on my back, and a devil up my sleeve, th
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raspberry enlightenment

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raspberry enlightenment

We were green and the sun was gold at the forests edge, where wild roses grow. We sat by a raspberry bush. On an old grey blanket with blue trim, covered in patches, patches upon patches, tales of childhood summer camp lining the ground beneath us. The guitar remained in the case, fingers and lips sticky and red, watching clouds, never speaking. Forgetting today, longing for the past, dreaming of tomorrow Enlightenment found in the shade of a raspberry bush
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Pocketbook Jesus

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Pocketbook Jesus

She did the same thing every night, ritualistic in manner. As soon as she got in , she would fasten all three locks on her door, click, Click CLICK, Then a sturdy wooden chair was placed below the door handle (as an extra precaution). She removed her stilettos, and dumped out her red leather purse onto her bed, it's contents fell into a tangle mess, a lighter, a half pack of Camel lights, a tightly rolled stack of twenties, and small tin that formerly held mints. With that finished she would get ready for bed, her teeth were cleaned and the layers of make-up stripped away. She meticulously ran a brush with her hair 100 time
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Oh Mary

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Oh Mary

Oh Mary, All torn up, I tied myself together. Rewrote the memories and placed them in my head Refilled the scenes with words you should have said Oh Mary, All bruised up, I taught myself to shine. My world is happy now, it's sunny my mind. Visions there are better than the thoughts I left behind. Oh Mary, where've you gone, now that I've made you better.
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Child labour Yea

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Child labour Yea

In the street there's drugs and whores, pimps in front of convenience stores. To save the kids from social pollution I say there's only one solution; get that child off the street and have him makes shoes for feet. The world says it's not okay, but I say "Child Labour Yea". With nimble fingers tiny and quick, little peices they will stick, to make electrical products the world demands, all built by fast and little hands. Ask the liberals with bleeding hearts, "Who will build our electronic parts?" How long will the world deny that children are in great supply? If a child dies it is a shame, but there's plenty more from where
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Ashen Girl

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Ashen Girl

She knew it was coming, an ending bittersweet. First kiss, last caress, As the clock strikes twelve.
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The Quick Little Lad

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The Quick Little Lad

There was a young man named Billy McMurray, and everywhere that he went, he went in a hurry. He always would run, he never would walk, and when he stopped to converse, quite fast he would talk. His friends all wondered,but never asked why. What they didn\'t know is that Billy was high. There was a little pill, a pill he would \"pop\", it made him quite hyper, always non-stop. \'Til one day he was found convulsing on the floor, and from that day onward he did speed no more.
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Deus Ex Machina

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Deus Ex Machina

Sitmulus and Response, Bells and Saliva. Conditioning and Programming. Circuits and Wiring, Nerves and Veins. Input faculties create the experience of the sensual world. Pavlov proved it, we are all creations. God is in the Machine
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Innocent Days

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Innocent Days

With rose tinted faces kissed by the summer sky, we frolic amongst the golden fields of our innocent days. But as green darkens to black, slowly the air turns cold. Snow appears, building, as if it were being pushed from the ground below. Frost covers us as it covers the grass, remaining, ever present, as we watch the rose tinted faces, frolic amongst the golden fields.
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Smoke in the corridor

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Smoke in the corridor

As smoke flows through the corridor safety devices prevent it from escaping down the elevator shaft where the people from the bank towers scurry about like ants searching for the remains of pixy stix mixed with the chalk dust of yesterday\'s game of hopscotch, hidden in the shadows of young boys creating wars for green plastic men who hide in foxholes and trenches shielding their eyes and coughing as smoke flows through the corridor.
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Follow Me

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Follow Me

Follow me Follow me past the rolling hills of our green you youth Follow me beyond where the trickling streams meet the salt Follow me over the place of the skull where innocence is reborn Follow me to the end sof creation Follow me
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Mispronounced

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Mispronounced

Dimly lit room, hazy with smoke from the burning wings of a thousand fallen angels. and in my arms the divine platonic form of beauty, with soft utterences, sparks tickle the senses as fingertips touch flesh. And as sparks grow to flames, passionately swirling to the music of the spheres and stops. Lucidly, I am aware of my dreaming state, and thrust forth into the light and reality of day. All because you pronounced the letter "L" differently
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Future Tense

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Future Tense

In a primative future, nature will reassert it\'s power over the crumbling monuments that testify the greaness of a long dead society. Cats will walk those that bear the action, and monkeys will play with the fixtures of their name sakes, and the earth will be happy again.
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To the Recently Discovered

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To the Recently Discovered

There is a hole in the critch of my pants. I don\'t know when it appeared, or how it got there. Perhaps it has always been thee, and I was just never concios of it. If that is the case, If I forget of its existence, will the hole cease to be, if the is so, will my pants be as new. Or rather Will I just suffer throught this ordeal again the next time I wear them , and discover, as if for the first time, a hole in the crotch of my pants.
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Inhale

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Inhale

Inhale. Exhale. And then on those rare days, when we were both sorry, for the absence of each other. For the longing days of love lost and laboured lust. When the rains come, and thinly veil the windows, the trees, their saline emissions drip slowly down the bark. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. There with arms laid to rest, by the waters (at the edge of Babylon), as the willows sing, and the swallows weep, for the long nights of endless dreary dreams, that prolong our wait for light, to chase away the shadows. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. When there at 3 am, the crisp dark air, flushed with holes in this canopy
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  • Deviant for 17 years
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Current Residence: Canexico
Shell of choice: conch
Skin of choice: soft

Favourite Visual Artist
pods
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Radiohead, Drugstore, Stephin Merritt, Tom Waits, Nick Cave, Supergrass
Favourite Writers
walcott, moonsparked
Favourite Games
nipple
Favourite Gaming Platform
cinder block
Tools of the Trade
whisky
Other Interests
monkeys and tobacco

You quiver like a candle on fire

You quiver like a candle on fire

You quiver like a candle on fire I'm putting you out Maybe tonight we could be the last shout But I'm fascinated by your style Your beauty will last for a while You're feeling instead of being The more that I live on the inside There's nothing to give I'm infatuated by your moves I've got to search hard for your clues :::::::: So it appears that I have begun to neglect this place.  The good news is that I finally installed word on my laptop. here are the updates in the 4 months since I updated. I figured out the vacation, I went to Cuba with my dear friend Pollie.  It was wonderful time, I drank too much, smoked too much.  I rece
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That empty bottle left you sober, dear

That empty bottle left you sober, dear

Hear you bang on it Hear I see your headlights Now, you think it's funny Girl, you ain't seen nothin' at all But tripled lovin' Boys seeing the zealous skies Who's got the money? Girl, I got your money You're over My lucky stars are going nova That empty bottle left you sober, dear With skiddish fear It might not make itself clear With vision Comes this ambivalent decision Should I stay? Or should I go? Let me burn out fire All the stars of the night wait for me :::::::: I need to book some of my vacation time,  now that I have a big boy job I need to think about it. Where am I going to go, I need suggestions? Do you wan
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If you feel like dancing...

If you feel like dancing...

some of the lights below shine directly on the people I know their lives take such strange shapes but how together they appear from above I guess that could be love my friends my friends I'm coming home and then the captain speaks it's clear and 44 degrees but I know he means if you feel like dancing dance with me :::::::: I got's me a big boy job, Starting May 15th, I'll be a "Business Support Analyst" for Indigo Books and Music. I'm really not sure what it is, as far as I know I'll be providing level 1 and 2 support for the stores. Either way, I'm out of the store and moving to higher place for more money. Yesterday was awe
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jason, where the hell are you?
hes still a user.
good.
lets get coffee soon.

dom.
Happy Christmas. Merry New Year. Yeah.
thank you for the fav! :hug:
amazing gallery. I can't wait until I have more time to look through it! :)