The Written Word Empty and bloody leave me alone and sleeping less every night...as the days become heavier,and weighted waiting in the cold light...a noise a scream tears my throat as figurines tighten with spiders inside them,and dust on the lips of a vision of hell. I laughed in the mirror..for the first time since I can remember. A hundred other words blind me with your purity...like an old painted doll in a dance to mock the flesh, I think about tomorrow please let me sleep as I slapdown the window,fleshly squashed fly, you mean nothing to me, you mean nothing, nothing.

Disclaimer: The above happiness is not completely mine. It belongs to The Cure from "Pornography"- The lyrics have been twisted here and there but it is not mine. I got it from Steve Williams originally. I guess he twisted it. I like it the way it is though. Anyhow, the rest of it is all mine. All original stuff. Enjoy.

Poetry

I tremble

Bah I don't know

Welcome to The Wasteland

All The Shine Faded Away

The Path of Black

Anita's Song

My Whole Life Long

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