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Confession Booth.

Many know and many also do not know, but I' am a christian and because of that i want to apologize. Now let me explain.When i say I'm sorry, i mean i'm terribly sorry for not being a proper represen...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 00:01:00 GMT

heavy lead.

you, my friend, lover and my lifeplayed  a song so beautifulyet i couldn't hear.for the jagged stones in my ears.i cry, o'brother i cry outso loud but no one can hearlike the baby in the criband fathe...
Posted by on Fri, 22 May 2009 01:17:00 GMT

110 degrees:part III

these summers burn away at my flesh.a lesson is never learned until my chest is ripped openand whats left is beating in your hands.this heats become my enemy. tearing through every rib. your hands c...
Posted by on Wed, 20 May 2009 15:39:00 GMT

from my lips onto a bride no longer mine.

tender kiss of that bitter wine, but blind weve become to how seamless we are strung.that of the body, rings "just momentarily" to my already tainted skull.now i place a curse upon your innocent statu...
Posted by on Mon, 04 May 2009 22:52:00 GMT

map from a mass grave.

we are in graves already dug, and my greatest fear is that was i really bought by blood? or my own deception in search for something  more.it was me with the whip in my hand, casting the stone and bit...
Posted by on Mon, 04 May 2009 22:31:00 GMT

spill whats in the glass of brain. (forget these nothing hearts)

have you ever said, what you felt was too much? somethings are best left in my head, because im alone to what is swimming up there.
Posted by on Thu, 30 Apr 2009 23:45:00 GMT

moths and locust under a red sky.

most of us have heard that quote "ignorance is bliss", but i believe its just the opposite, its oblivion. it is what separates the weak from the strong. but lately i have begun to think that in some c...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Mar 2009 02:30:00 GMT

cloneorganicmatterbot

if i just get that girl, if i just get that job, if i just get that car or if i get the money. we think our lives with just begin, fall into place, complete the puzzles of our existence.but do such th...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Mar 2009 00:18:00 GMT

this room smells of rigor mortis: pigot signs part two

life is really full of questions, more questions than answers and we are only given a small amount of time to gain answers. answers that vary with each man and women.something died in my room today, h...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Mar 2009 21:52:00 GMT

Dear primrose

Dear primrose, its been one year that turned into 300 miles,and the darkest night of my life. ive been to abandon buildings, traveled through fires, but came up empty handed eachtime.so im writing you...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Feb 2009 16:55:00 GMT