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Last Updated: 12/10/2009

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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 24
Sign: Scorpio

City: Las Vegas
State: Nevada
Country: US
Signup Date: 1/6/2004

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Wednesday, November 28, 2007 
in a physical-sense



Cheers: to an uncanny past. but, Here lies a poisonless future.




"X" has marked the spot.
[Only, no furthering (consistantly justified) ellipsis shall come hereafter]



This is as direct
as I have become
9:50 AM
 
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KyleJones

 
wow,
is Poland THAT awesome?

well then,
cheers: to your early morning epiphanie.
or whenever IT came.

check your messages for my shitty poetry in the future.

you've helped to awaken another writer's spirit.

<3
 
Posted by KyleJones on Tuesday, December 04, 2007 - 2:09 AM
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Colby Sunshine

 
Blah! to the future. For I haven't even thought about stepping with the present.

Much light.
x
 
Posted by Colby Sunshine on Tuesday, December 04, 2007 - 2:10 AM
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EL SEBBO
sebastien doubinsky

 
This is a real kick-ass poem. You might like the stupid poetry blog I'm doing with my friend DJ from LA ("one poem a day keeps the women away"): bpoetry.wordpress.com
Enjoy (eventually)!
 
Posted by EL SEBBO on Thursday, December 06, 2007 - 8:21 AM
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Gross Boy
Keaton Carter Fox Egizi

 
your writing is <strike>the</strike> shit.

<3333
 
Posted by Gross Boy on Saturday, March 08, 2008 - 1:52 AM
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Angie-AppleJuice Poetry™

 
erm.
wow.
awesome.
 
Posted by Angie-AppleJuice Poetry™ on Tuesday, March 11, 2008 - 12:39 AM
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Gross Boy
Keaton Carter Fox Egizi

 
Emotions are like talents, a few people have them, but most of us are just pretending. She screams, she screams 'YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO LOVE.'

... Maybe she's right.

Spring is getting closer, and I can feel my lungs collapsing, liver failing. These chapel walls are only making things harder to see. I can't find my way home in the daylight, what the fuck makes you think your candles and roses are going to light my path?

Solitude has shown me more than companionship. Solitude from you, myself, my family, and your god.

I am completely alone...
I don't know if things will ever change...
Fuck...

I think my eyes portray my personality.

Light.
Life light.

Night light.

Night...
Lack of light.

Lack of something.

Lack of everything.

Still lacking something else.

My name is the night

I hold your breathe when you can't
I teach you how to hate everything you adore

I am deceiving

I am cold
I am dark
I am evil

I don't think I will ever have what you want from me. I am not happy, and it's the only way I know how to be. Momentary bliss is all I can ask for.

I don't really know why it's taken this long...

I am now swallowing.

SWALLOWING MY PRIDE AND MY ANGST AND MY LOVE AND MY HATE AND MY WORDS AND MY VOMIT AND MY HEART AND MY LUNGS AND MY LAST BOTTLE OF PILLS...

This isn't a cry for help....
This is a response to yours...

Lashes to ashes
Lust to dust...
 
Posted by Gross Boy on Tuesday, March 11, 2008 - 4:25 AM
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­

 
This is amazing
 
Posted by ­ on Saturday, March 15, 2008 - 10:59 PM
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Samantha

 
hey a,
i had a really good breakfeast and im out of it right now, x , but i gota say x is awesome. and i love the way you write. its putting me into deep thoughts, ur awesome.


peace and luv,
sam
 
Posted by Samantha on Saturday, April 12, 2008 - 7:36 PM
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