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Friends and
#vss365's. Thanks for supporting my weird, horror, and fantastic fiction the past few months as I did my#HalloweenCountdown#Halloween This is dedicated to you wonderful souls.
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Wyatt is one of my favourite poets here - I've learned a lot form him.
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I see you stranded in struggle against a fading graze of pale oh darling you are beautiful because you tried but bitter from the miss of it an umami gurgle from your glottal roots - perhaps a happen of death, heartstruck by failure? Or heretic hope to try again
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It’s happening again. I thought that I’d rid myself of the old man’s presence, but I hear him now—shambling down the hallway toward my room. Slow steps. Rattled breath. Jagged, rusted knife in his hand. As if a blade can harm a spirit like me.
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Sam walked in looking pensive. "Roger, what happens when a werewolf mates with a human?" Roger finished pouring silver into musket ball molds. "The offspring could be a werewolf, a wolf, or..." I interrupted, "A Schnauzer!" "No, that's only possible with Orson Welles."
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#cacophany from your ears Strip great gouts of feedback, screeching from tweed, like cobwebs strung in front of 12 inch speakers, twin lanterns pulsing through blue veins of blood and lyrics scraping emotions from delicate skin in a haze of delirium.#vss365Hvala. Twitter će to iskoristiti za poboljšanje vaše vremenske crte. PoništiPoništi -
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It was the water who taught her in the end of belly-low swells and ocean breath how to rock the sea to sleep and when to swallow the salt of pain It taught her too the terroir of men who forget their youth that’s when she fell deep, some say succumbing at last to a tidal gaze
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Celebrity deaths don’t phase me much. But I am truly crushed over today’s news. Neil Peart, drummer, lyricist and philosopher—thank you for all of the fantastic memories. You’ll never know how many hours I spent with my brothers, band, & friends listening to your music. R.I.P.
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First blood on the peach hidden by assassination there are poems for madmen who play with life to seek recognition As for you, my dear what is your place in this vertigo flow Will you sip on champagne sweep death under the chair, or will you cast doubt on the face with no shame?
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I need to grip something a dishrag a crib a wish my head is dry my ink frozen I pray to odd gods, meditate from my empty grave where no angel will sing my skin sweet no demon unfreeze my blood but it’s a fine place to wait.
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In this Home dignity props up his throat Where is the floor? His atoms sway unsteady as we navigate space Mourning is over now we seek joy He sings in a voice of resin & rivers Disinters his youth as we laugh We no longer wait for we'd lose these moments
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How useful this whalebone carcass tipped in salt dead but still it won’t meet my eye I crawl in to find home a place to watch from behind bones days pass and winds whip it hard the ocean drowns it and rebirths it I remain remote unharmed
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How in the hell wasnt that called? Official right there!?!!
#sjsharks
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Enter my mirage lay your chaotic mind on mine spread yourself to the universe as I sink my teeth into your throat to find the catch in your voice let me touch the kernel of your hurt gently pulsing beneath my fingers I will inhale your darkest sobs Give me your pain
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our cognac kiss of complicit spills into open song an amulet of hope we need a bed as wide as our minds to bury the mock of dark pasts and carry our maybes
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