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Struggling artist. Starving, actually. Please send food.=^.^=

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Gas Leak

Acrid odorsSwell blood vessels Suffocate then choke meA warm blanketIs soaked in heavinessOf humidityCovered silohette Outlined amist a shellOf fabricGasping for a breathEntangled in a tentI slippedSo...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 03:59:00 GMT

Witch Craft Rap

When it's the time of the moonI bloom, and bring grooves to youTo see who has been drinking the juice that flowsfrom my lips, when I spit, out a verse In a curse that'sDesacrating your house and homeI...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 00:54:00 GMT

Ripe Drip

Ripe drip from a flowerTo cure a lifetime of soresForced upon a childWho probably deserved moreIf you're youngAnd have to live with heartacheOr can't see past the dayOptions become blurred Just dreami...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 23:50:00 GMT

Under the Moon

Sweet cream butteredLips of a loverSalty with sweatAnd tounged in long kisses...The young girls spin in topless dressesTurned round by the windsthat raised IcarusThey shape and they bendRide out the m...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 21:11:00 GMT

yet another poem

You fuel the first breathIn the morning when I wakeGoddess holding my heart Can you feel the flameI've concealed in memoryAn antique emotionChanged in part by loveAnd guided by my ghostSo tired in thi...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 08:30:00 GMT

More original poetry

Scales, tails, fangs of hellI see you coming like the devilDown through the valleysUpon the hillSent a vibration More like a chillLeaves changing colorAs nature killsSisters and brothersOn broken soil...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 03:10:00 GMT

Opposing Present (song lyrics)

Some poor childs blanketBuilt like Fort KnoxShells his mothers soulFrom an impending liquid rushShe knows better But keeps forgettingHe met her maker in a nightmareTearing limbs from his personHe fell...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 18:40:00 GMT

An original poem (Succubus)

Dirty rotten demon darlingSitting upon edge of nothingRocking in a scarlet lightingDrained like lifeless ghostly sightingsHeld you close as hooks sank deeperInto flesh of rotten lingeringSpoiled scent...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 21:17:00 GMT