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Jack's Smirking Revenge

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days seem shorter than they are
finished counting all the stars
feel the gears wind down again
another paycheck to cash in
may the lord of flesh and bone
leave you some to call your own
as we slowly feel our way
through another shapeless day
up the hill to sow some seed
nostalgia's warmth is all we need
past dissapointments turn to steam
we're superheros, in our dreams
throw the radio up high
watch it drown out half the sky
synaesthesia coloured blue
aquaman knows what to do
the secrets that we keep
send our children fast asleep
keep your head lights nice and low
it's a subtle tempting show
through the windsweep we can see
a cinematic legacy
leaving cities paved with gold
to pilot frigates through our souls

"together we will live forever"

"This is a song for the genius child. Sing it softly, for the song is wild. Sing it softly as ever you can--lest the song get out of hand. Nobody loves a genius child. Can you love an eagle, tame or wild? Wild or tame, can you love a monster, of frightening name? Nobody loves a genius child. Free him and let his soul run wild."

All is gone and turned to gray
No more time to count the days
Alone in the first steps I make
Alone in the last breath I take
Close your eyes this glimpse is free
Endure my death beneath the tree
Raise your sword I clasp my hands
Eternal life at your command
One hertz of time is all we see
The ghost of man our mystery
In twilight’s wisdom hides your lie
Love can’t save us when we die
Turn away from dying stars
False hope of galaxies afar
Exploding tears water a blaze
Set by hatred’s fiery rays
On your knees until you bleed
Pray that God will set you free
Save my love and save me now
This death you know I won’t allow
The rue in longing for a face
It is not you I can embrace
We almost made through the sky
Together forever we surely tried
-sph

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My Blog

Nightmare

There is nothing quite like waking up to the sound of your own crying. But not even from terror. From sadness. Every so often you can have a dream so powerful it makes you question why you are even al...
Posted by Jack's Smirking Revenge on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 01:15:00 PST

"28 Weeks Later" Review = Give me my money back

Dear Mr. Murdoch: Much to my dismay and lack of common sense, on the evening of the 13th, I attending a showing of a film made by a company you own (20th Century Fox) entitled "28 Weeks Later", a film...
Posted by Jack's Smirking Revenge on Tue, 15 May 2007 04:33:00 PST

Enjoy your meat, CUNTS!

I always wondered where the trash of the world worked, now if I want to breed retarded kids I can just go to Smithfield's slaughterhouses!!! hooray!!! thank ya jesus!MMM I love hot dogs Oops ...
Posted by Jack's Smirking Revenge on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 07:48:00 PST

what would the world be without

it is agonizing for me to recountthe lines in her facefrom the smile reflected in the passenger windowor the subtle blue in doe eyesthat graze the forestation surrounding the little carperplexed by th...
Posted by Jack's Smirking Revenge on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 07:44:00 PST