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The 11th Liepiano, piano, a song, a tune melody walking us to our seats up to the microphone say it loud and proud im gone, leaving to better places young smiling faces red cheeks, beating hearts, a few tears greetings and meetings, gracing this feat up comes your turnThe 11th Lie
say what you have to say do what you have to do each leaving a few words valedictorian, best student, goody two shoe, perfect girl goes up to the stage its her time to shine but shes still sitting mute, deaf, seperated from reality
sweaty palms clenching her seat
by ~TransparencesEye
girl in rusted linenCandles light this room Draped in crimson sheets of velvet Deep and dark, the place where I will rest Amongst all the dead souls I’ve carried with me aheadgirl in rusted linen
These are the people These are flacons of their blood They shed from their eyes Sorrow from spite of life I carry them with me at all times
I am the lady and they, all these articles of grief In a deep purple silk dress are hidden from lifes beat
I thought you would know All which is within me All I tried to burry In the room no one sees
But you only broug
by ~TransparencesEye
Blinded By Sightfrom ashes of dead souls, and every tear of a child, the sky turns to gray cloudsBlinded By Sight
in attempt to relieve the pain, concrete surroundings turn to mist, evaporating to the aboves
and though we are partly alleviated, at every rise of our heads our sufferings rise to greet us
all there now seems to rest electric wiring screaming to be fought a protective womb, once so clear and blue,
goodbye sweet lullabies, time has come, the horizon is being covered with all the wounds, which cannot be undone
another end, bound to erupt &n
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Deedless Patternim looking quite discoloured somehow this skin doesn't fit bruised and tainted, in all the wrong places, and im feeling quite disfigured as if it had another mind this decaying body of mine, and every day i wake in the exact same scenario searching for a difference, I have yet to succeed, I wake up only to the same wall with the painting of lands foreseen only to feel the same sheets similar to the used ones on death riddened beds, to feel nothing has disapeared nor what is present from without as within troubles linger and thoughts persist pDeedless Pattern
by ~TransparencesEye
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- Current Residence: the world i've created for myself...lalala
- Interests: art.selfexpression&escape in any form.being an addict.inside jokes.meditation.sex.simplicity
- Favourite artist: real ones. ones who make life beautiful. filled with passion and perspective.create purity.
- Operating System: windows xp
- Shell of choice: a tree bubble...eeeee
- Skin of choice: something supernatural
- Favourite gaming platform: old school
- Personal Quote: there is no medium but sheer presence that can express what is most meaningful and so I have none
- Tools of the Trade: inspiration. uh huh. and you know. oil paint. any paint. pencils and paper. magazine clippings.etc.
- AIM: transparenceseye
- MSN: transparenceseye@thefragile.com
- Yahoo: transparenceseye
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- My heart just wanna leave so I gonna
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wtf is wrong with you ahahha they made me laugh, they made me sad ahahah i'll reply properly but ya god damn
this is love
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