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Released 2013-04-30 05:39:17 -0400
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You fit me like a well worn belt, 


Snug at first...then you start to decay,


Then piece by piece we flake away

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remixed some old records, hope I have referenced correctly, apologies if not 

2013-04-22 14:58:26 -0400
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Jack led young Jill up the hill


He said “to fetch some water”


However, when they got there


Jack pulled and fondled Jill’s hair


A...

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2013-01-14 00:25:23 -0500
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We occupy


An ever spinning, ever turning globe


The same Sun rises every morning and sets every night


Grass grows, wind blows; season tessellation


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2013-01-12 01:46:33 -0500
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“I'm tired of patterns” sighs the snail girl to her shell as she slowly slips toward freedom; toward her new life… as a slug girl.



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2013-01-10 04:36:07 -0500
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Mary ate a little lamb,


Little lamb,


Little lamb,


Mary ate a little lamb and lugged round its bones


 


She placed it in a carriage...

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2012-10-19 16:46:18 -0400
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Driving back from cousin Charlotte’s fourth birthday. He is in the back seat, the goodie-bag tossed aside; its brightly coloured contents sprawled across the seat and tumbling onto the floor. Clasp...
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2012-10-17 05:44:50 -0400
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Criminal/Suspect Profile:


Name: Ivy Hindera


Known Alias: Eva Lovestone/ Ivalyn Bindheart/ Evvy Araliace Birthday: Unknown


Hair: Raven Black


Eyes: ...

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2012-08-25 18:27:05 -0400
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I was 16 years old and on an exchange in Australia, staying with a host family who took me to Fox Studios; a theme park type place. Titanic was pretty big at the time and there was a Titanic rid...

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2012-08-17 02:35:10 -0400
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If only If only you had looked inside instead at my flashing screen.


If only you had paid attention to the world around you and had not been distracted by the world I presented to yo...

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2012-08-14 23:25:06 -0400
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My teeth drip with the minds of the oblivious. Black blood slips down the screen, spills onto my collar. There is too much they are too eager. (my cup overfloweth)
They think I am feeding them...
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2012-08-10 02:02:47 -0400
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Today’s the day; my day. Today I’m finally of age. I finally get to embark on the journey to womanhood. I have the tools. I can prove myself. I can make my mother proud. It is my job, my duty as he...
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2012-05-29 04:22:23 -0400
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When comes the time for this life of mine to sink into the sea


I wish my body will break into the atoms that make me


For it’s from atoms that we’re born, it’s from atoms that we came


And it is as those atoms I forever wish to remain


 


When comes my time to dissipate, I wish not to disappear


But that the atoms that make up me go into space somewhere


To sing and dance and paint and draw; creating something new


I hope one day my atoms will find their way back home to you


-Thank you KerstinMichelle for the image, it sums up my thoughts nicely

2012-05-27 22:53:29 -0400
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