I will be refereeing this wonderous event so I invite anyone to come.


The Spoils of a MartyrUnrequited love was like biscuits in an autumn morning Where the memories are the falling leaves A red crown adorning The day let out its warning With a sun ray that pierced right through the cloudsThe Spoils of a Martyr
Like time, my hand may come around Reaching out to a source of comfort Pushing outwards to expand territory and to cool the senses
Amber waves of a jealous haze In a tight corner, the spoils of a martyr
This is going to be our fate,
forever separating the ordinary from the....
legendary


A Walk on WaterMy words are sentiment to fragile eardrums child-like immature adaption Slowly tearing a whole in the fabrics of time, but I cannot see it- the wind howling in the air. I feel it fondle my flesh, an atomic touch to impress. A moment formed into dance, to together entrance the past- then rewind to find that you are already home. So lay your head to rest, dear puppet in shephard dress. A philosophical anomaly; An analysis never put to the test Silk-smoothe she begins to wear it. Tracing the pattern with fingertips as graceful as a fA Walk on Water


A Deadly InfectionTo behold, I wonder Is it a set path or a goal; A moment to remember. Much time has passed, you have trespassed into my mind. Then left behind mere footprints. All this time; You thought that you were just a trophy after months of staring lifelessly; You turned into a zombie. Bored with the lack of affection, you spread a deadly infection. The teeth and tongue, such a sword they become. Like rust they rot. Like a plague they brought a painful disease that everyone caught.A Deadly Infection
There is no need for such a rusty weapon. There is no need
-points- Rosie sent me to say hi
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Mr. DeMartino-While we continue our discussion about cults, can anyone give me a modern day example of a cult using cohesive techniques such as peer pressure, chanting, and social isolation to control over its members? Brittany!
Brittany-Cheerleading?
(+jealous)
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Sticks and stones may break my bones;
But whips and chains excite me..
So roll me over -
Tie me up -
And show me that you like me
*grabs you leg and won't let you go*
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I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
-LeRoi Jones
Hehe.
*marries you secretly*
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I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
-LeRoi Jones
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---"Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go."
I love your work as well especially crumbled notions of life...*favs*
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---"Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go."
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