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Why must we die and leave this earth, Why does death come from birth? Why is there war and never peace, Why does violence never cease? Why do we live with what shouldn’t be Why are innocent jailed while killers roam free? Why don’t we declare in one voice: Right the wrongs, we have the choice.
by ~valentina
LackYou see it all around you It permeates the air The faces of friends show it Yet inside you its not there. Without it you feel empty But can't seem to get it back You wish, and hope, and pray, and dream To find the happiness you lack.Lack
by ~valentina
ProphecyNot far from now Mankind shall bow Our mortal time at hand,Prophecy
Whats in store A third world war And death shall rule the land.
Misery and dispair Not well shall we fair In payment for our past,
Men shall cry And men shall die In the hour which is our last.
Snow shall fall Where none was at all To warn of what's to come,
The ring of fire Shall explode with ire To show it has begun.
by ~valentina
BloodlustBloodlustBloodlust
There is a man within me, somewhere, However the urge for blood is too much, Turning me into a savage beast, Wanting only to kill, and to drink.
It's all about the chase, To have your prey flee, while you follow, So sure of their fate, Yet reveling in their effort to avoid it. For there is no fun in having your meal served bound and gagged on a plate, It is adrenaline you want, adrenaline you need, For it is the spice of life, Making the blood run sweeter.
I have a passion for life, Not in living it, but in taking it away,
by ~valentina
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See No Evilby `jezebel
WORD-WEAVERWAYS AND MEANSWORD-WEAVER
Respect your craft, word-weaver, fashion your songs with care: since this may be the only way to tell your mind or let your lost and helpless tenderness find its way.
So set your words' little feet upon the page so they may scamper, prance or pirouette or then perform some slow and solemn ceremonial across the page.
Your word's embrace may not be so direct, so real …… and yet in truth may serve a different safer need.
So polish your skills, weaver of words,
since the gifts you bring &nbs
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- Current Residence: Melbourne, Australia
- Favourite movie: V for Vendetta, Lord of War, Blade Runner, Shawshank Redemption
- Favourite band or musician: Placebo, Serge Gainsbourg
- Favourite poet or writer: Neil Gaiman, Philip K. Dick, Ursula K. LeGuin, Neal Stephenson
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Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
[Walt Whitman]
Merry Christmas!!!
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Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
[Walt Whitman]
Hey cutie!!!!
Where have ya been ?!?!!?
Nice to see you here again
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Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
[Walt Whitman]
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Bloodlust ~ A passion for life.
Take care
Meic
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Here you are again, sitting there alone,
Lost nothing, made everything your own,
Running away from the nothing you have done.
- Ataru H.
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