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Cut“I’m depressed, I’m angry I curse and cut my wrists No one cares about me In sorrow I subsist I don’t want to exist”Cut
From whose lips can these cries be seen? Not from a scarred PTSD soldier
Just some poor lonely emo teen Without anybody to hold her Her fear of help making her colder
What is your feeble excuse? Daddy never said he loved you? You feel like you’re no use? Your mommy never hugged you? Or the playground kids clubbed you?
So many go through so much My uncles in Viet
by ~Lightning-Thought
TestosteroneThe briar in the mindTestosterone
Testosterone
That delights in the grind And crunching of bone When the destroying lust blinds And won’t leave you alone
The embers of survival Testosterone To better your rival With sticks and stone And a rabid arrival Of mouths that foam
The consuming need Testosterone As you attempt to feed Your craving to own And if others bleed You need not atone
It makes you human,
Testosterone When the skin of a woman Is you
by ~Lightning-Thought
I'm WeakA gait without flaws Not a single thud A glance, and without pause It quickens my blood Casting vivid over bleak Causing joy in me to bud Oh curses I am weak!I'm Weak
She likely has no suspicion How her existence makes me stir That my underlying mission Is to hold and comfort her That the only thing I seek Is together our essence to blur My goodness I am weak!
But should she also harbor Something similar to me Then what about her ardor Should she not expose to see? She may be slightly meek But I’m a coward
by ~Lightning-Thought
Tattered SpectersIt’s my favorite time of day or night Around 5 to 7oclock But tattered specters flit through my sight Without even stopping to knockTattered Specters
They do not halt, they speed on by Even though they only exist for my eye I aim away from them and sigh Under the weight of my psyche’s locks
My madness is quite clear to me After the days obligations I could point and others would not see The spirit world full as a nation
Like tiny little scraps of fabric They complicate my head with traffic No names like Jeanine, Jess, or Patrick &nb
by ~Lightning-Thought
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- Current Residence: Bellevue, WA
- Interests: Video games, River Rafting, socio-economical conundrums, the inner workings of the human soul
- Favourite movie: The Matrix|The Lord of The Rings|K-Pax|Minority Report|Transformers|Pay It Forward|Vertigo
- Favourite band or musician: Queen| Foo Fighters|Colin Hay
- Favourite genre of music: Anything where the musicians can actually SING!
- Favourite artist: Bob Ross. "Let's make some happy trees"
- Favourite poet or writer: Robert service. His poetry is real; not the breathy idealism of most other poets
- Favourite photographer: My uncle, James Nielsen
- Favourite style of art: Fractal art; it fascinates me. The kind of math involved eludes me completely. So does division...
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Shell of choice: Intellignece
- Wallpaper of choice: Lake Tipsoo
- Skin of choice: If I could choose one I would pick a less "fishbelly white" one. And less flab, definitely
- Favourite game: Viewtiful Joe
- Favourite gaming platform: Anything that offers fun and a challenge
- Favourite cartoon character: Samurai Jack
- Personal Quote: Chivalry isn't dead. It's reserved for those who appreciate it
- Tools of the Trade: My computer, a rhyming dictionary, a dictionary, a thesaurus, and the heart of a writer
- Email: ligtningclaw@comcast.net
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i'm the feeling in your head that you've done something wrong...and that annoying earworm, that catchy song...
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You said, you can read me like open book, but I said, you miss too many pages!!!!
98% of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this in your sig...
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这是我的gallery。欢迎大家来看看~。
Feel free to come and look at my gallery。
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you are crazy
i like that.
tis jessie here.
the crazy asian you ran into today at that choir thing.
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"like two mammoths tusk-locked in ernest sport at the edge of the advancing ice age, you were my mystery and i was your mystery and in time we discovered that mystery was our home."
-l.cohen
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"Just give it one more try
It's dead easy to die
It's the keeping on living that's hard"
Robert Service-The Quitter
in fact there are so many kinds that there are no kinds! we are all divided by our humanity. we are all divided and commingled by our sameness our unison our love and our destruction.
and robert service.
goodness i remember when i was in canada we had to do memorize a robert service poem, turn it into a kind of poetry ensemble and the whole 5th grade class had to present it in front of the whole schoool at an assembly.
it was the Cremation of Sam McGee if you remember. ahaha i liked that one.
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-- F.
"like two mammoths tusk-locked in ernest sport at the edge of the advancing ice age, you were my mystery and i was your mystery and in time we discovered that mystery was our home."
-l.cohen
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