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We are invidious individuals,incontinent inhabitants of a planet of exquisiteness,filled with hatred and destructiveness,obsessiveness with lavishness, decadence and self-indulgence are the la...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Tue, 08 Jul 2008 10:38:00 PST |
FooDaddyFiddler Watch this!!!! |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6UNCo8tubY
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Posted by Miss Reaper on Sun, 18 May 2008 11:00:00 PST |
Kinda Naughty |
Two crimson lips are brushing mine, like fire on a wilting tree, Igniting passion deep inside, the kind you feel but never see, Two bodies barely touching yet the skin is humming with desire, A shiver...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 11:52:00 PST |
I write better when Im sad |
I smell of rotten words, hooks and sinkers,the torn nets of time.
You close your eyes,inhale my uncomfortable scent, call it "comfortable."
My worn mirrors reflect eyes that dilatewhen searched--you ...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 04:37:00 PST |
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His fingers feel my ribs beneath my skinat night, then trace a pathway through my hairthat leads him, twisted, 'round the pillow casebehind my burrowed head. He leads the way;I nurture the disguise--f...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 04:31:00 PST |
I cant write when Im Happy 12/18 |
A moon-drawn carriage of cumulusDrives this late-night stretch of mindTo insomniac stomping groundAround midnight sometime.Willow thinks beneath a blanket majesty,Detailed with gaseous eyes, That swir...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 01:07:00 PST |
Dr Jeckle 12/18/06 |
I'm stuck in a scientific moment with youWhere micro gravity has meWeightless, Insane, and AnalyzingPoints of dark matterWithin this time. Space contiuum Time is a satellite, ReveluntionaryAround Cel...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 12:51:00 PST |
Tried to feel you 3/22 |
we are the black beetles left shining in the rain after the apocalypse i want to pick you apart and make you mine invade your senses and obliterate your emotions can i speak your language can you spea...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 07:54:00 PST |
Alone 3/16 |
Ever satisfying exhibitionist tendencies making lover out of sin moments of truth that satisfied finding myself in bodily abuse placated by television palliated by religion beat me into submission on ...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 07:34:00 PST |
3/14 Last night |
I saw you on the street today you were walking like you always did you told me you loved me I believed you like I always did I told you things were good with me you said you missed...
Posted by Miss Reaper on Wed, 15 Mar 2006 05:43:00 PST |
