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MiasmaDestruction draws into my lung A bitter taste upon this tongue Blackening what once was pure Tarnished now, no longer young Consuming the clean and secureMiasma
Subtracting years for a brief high Minutes to replenish my supply Lost in this poisonous addiction Aware yet not caring that I'll die Conquered by a deadly affliction
The scent lingers upon my flesh As I strike ablaze another fresh Column of cancerous corruption Feeling cells and smoke mesh Bringing about internal disruption
To a marring blight I am confined Chemicals numbing
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Set the SceneI could set the scene:Set the Scene
Propped up on your pillows, Staring deep into your soul through those icy eyes. My hands draped around the nape of your shapely neck. Color quickly flushing my cheeks From the warmth of the fingertips That slowly caress my jawline. That slowly caress my clavicles, Shoulders, and hold the swell of my breasts.
Your lips rest against my forehead, Teasingly, as if tickling, working Their way down my nose, my lips, Working their way down to my chin. It's your scent.. the way your b
by ~ShadowKat-2010
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- Current Residence: Anchorage, Alaska
- Interests: My guitar, my pencils, my poetry and thoughts
- Favourite movie: None
- Favourite band or musician: None
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock, Blues, Psychedelic
- Favourite artist: M.C. Escher, Salvatore Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Those who muse me
- Favourite style of art: That which muses
- Operating System: My brain
- MP3 player of choice: My IPod has killed my old duct-taped CD player stuck on shuffle and crapped on its remains.
- Shell of choice: Tortilla
- Wallpaper of choice: Human skin.
- Skin of choice: More human skin, but cooked to expectations of course.
- Favourite game: Crystalis
- Personal Quote: It is not the man that holds a grudge, it is the grudge that holds a man.
- Tools of the Trade: The stick of the thinking ape
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/regressive_succession
- Email: burned_bonemeal_brownies@yahoo.com
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- Yahoo: burned_bonemeal_brownies
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And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret - my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own
--- TOOL
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"Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and those who love it shall eat its fruit." -Proverbs 18:21
which reminds me, I have so many pictures of Myles on my facebook, you should check 'em out
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And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret - my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own
--- TOOL
Funny, I was looking at some old comments and wondering how you've been. It's definitely been awhile, lol. Hit me up again sometime.
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"Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and those who love it shall eat its fruit." -Proverbs 18:21
Actually, what prompted me to log in and comment you was you kept showing up on my suggested friends on facebook and I was like.. Hey, I should see how he's doing!
I haven't been speaking much to people from DA, I keep forgetting to log in.
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If I know what love is,
It is because of you.
-Herman Hesse
It's nice hearing from you, Reem.
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"Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and those who love it shall eat its fruit." -Proverbs 18:21
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If I know what love is,
It is because of you.
-Herman Hesse
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~x~ Shadow ~x~
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