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the heart makes more energy is it's life as the bombs over japan...our potential...destroyed in moments..the playful past hits like ten ton snow flakes falling like bombs on skin...the world that you ... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Sat, 18 Oct 2008 10:09:00 PST |
Maybe the best waterfall.... |
terror licks...uncertainty ...coiled disaster against the merciless sugar walls...my eyes bleed sunset red...my heart hardens...playful murder scenes ornament the mind...you remember the past...some r... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 09:25:00 PST |
mute |
no one will protect you...you can be beautiful and old...you can have youth lust for you playfully...but you get closer to the pain kiss truth...the coffin nail orgasm...the end seems so real for ever... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 12:10:00 PST |
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i have to laugh... cuz they don't know i call suicide hotlines for fun...or do i...i am getting blissfully fit... and the vane girls will flock...you think i am a pillar... but i am only a pillar of s... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Mon, 29 Sep 2008 10:29:00 PST |
h a t e |
seething with glorious hate and abandonment...light the light coming from every church candle...destroying every childhood notion...that there is easy hope left alive...alienated , and probably hearin... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 09:44:00 PST |
playful |
the convergence of ocean water and perfect pure sadness, a child's soft honest smile...and i dreamed constantly of a past that didn't exist...that motionless power of liquid,delicate , hot... cold and... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Fri, 26 Sep 2008 08:07:00 PST |
this perfect |
convergence ... luck falls like heavy hot snow..this moment is secure...like seeing your image in a snow globe...past .. and everything is newly perfect.. Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 12:00:00 PST |
drifts... |
september is a brackish zone...licking my skin like a razor flavored cat tongue...i am a lethal blade wrapped in cashmere...i am not as deadly as my memories want me to be..the drinks fall like citrus... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Tue, 16 Sep 2008 09:09:00 PST |
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there is an idea of who i am...sometimes i can feel it...justslipping through my hands...ancient at 25...done nothing...done everything that i could have..i will not go to sleep like the rest of the s... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 09:08:00 PST |
god |
i am not living in the same world as you...i am to the side...my immortal feelings that language cannot touch...are alive, a blood shot stare from a nihilistic girl trying to get home ...in the mornin... Posted by Blue Tigers are Real on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 12:12:00 PST |