I'll let u b in my dream if I can b in yours profile picture

I'll let u b in my dream if I can b in yours

Fear of love undone in your voice

About Me

****Elegy of Ozymandias **** So many pillars to grind,so many statues left to crumblewithout torso, head leftdiscarded and sunk in sand,stranded by scorched desert.No one left to command,Though I am hereTo speak to the manyself perceptions I reburyOnly to have windblown sandPull my veil, as momentum often does.Where would I be if I had scattereddifferently my multitude of moleculesAfter having been thrown by theChildish hands of fateNow only white knuckles remain,Worn by the repetitionOf lineless days andCountless pages --that I cling to

"Lookin for the ones that constantly inspire"

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My Interests

Don't want to be no stereotypical, don't want to fit into your stereotypical

I'd like to meet:



"Sorry baby, I had to crash that Honda"

Music:

STS9, dubconscious, Bassnectar, liquid swords, Blockhead, brother ali, sub ID.

Movies:

Irreversible, Primer

Television:

Scrubs

Books:

Spirit molecule

Heroes:

Simon Birch bitches...

My Blog

Last Cove

Some days I feel like hate is love & I fear the time I look over to see Love turn to hate in your eyes. I'll never witness it & yet it haunts my peaceful & loving night, which is Nurturin...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 12:37:00 PST

have these all been horrible??? I don't hate em

Leather Bound   Crumbling Words with the faces of starving children. A presence that makes me fear man. Residuals of life reverberate amongst still Pages, a silence that carries the sound of tear...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 09:40:00 PST

poetry insignificant

My blood life/ When you close in on me- I can't breathe/ I can't plead for me, myself, and all that I adore/ But now I getup from the knock back/ down just to brush off another me and stare into your ...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Fri, 08 Sep 2006 12:59:00 PST

Cover Me In Your Skin

Scars ~ all over your body a well worn route, I drive cast onto a desert road wandering in past darkness underneath the Stars ~ amongst night your scars shining bright illuminate, stealing light from ...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Tue, 05 Sep 2006 08:26:00 PST

The little boy towed heaven in that wagon

I think of the blues as being grey like the aging of concrete-crumbling against city.  Let my words hit against with graffiti      guerrilla bombed, becoming brick, in th...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 09:44:00 PST

i'll eat it everyday... take that where you'ld like

i saw my friend do everything but put it in his arm tonight and i couldn't walk away... why... it wasn't even him sitting there, at times i could tell he was trying really hard but, nope,  not.&n...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Fri, 10 Mar 2006 11:26:00 PST

uh huh

what really scares me, but kinda pleases and justifies, is the wonder of whether i do it all for the material
Posted by KuRSed1 on Fri, 10 Mar 2006 11:02:00 PST

i heard it is dangerous to blog while sad... f it

make my tongue crumble away like a sand castle at the hands of your ocean let the breath of your breeze cast each grain into the distance of your beaches, they are beautiful with their rolling hills a...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Fri, 10 Mar 2006 11:00:00 PST

witty title

A Love Poem Held On Dry Ice   My love poem comes in dribbles Written on ashes of paper that dirty my hands The sickness is soaked up by the scribbles A dried sponge holding all of our future plan...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Sun, 05 Mar 2006 01:28:00 PST

abstract

Its like she died to me...even though i could see her right there. A member of the pastic nation, an unexpected women on the billboards and right below her it reads, "Oh my drama the girl is god" and ...
Posted by KuRSed1 on Thu, 02 Mar 2006 11:08:00 PST