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Thursday, November 18, 2010
the worst of us is truest
our shortcomings propel us
the loathsome find the love they don't deserve
and the innocent die first
this world is on its head, but I don't mind
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a cynic addicted to life, in love with love and afraid to say his own name
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The Lacklustre Prince Dulling
A Face Like Yehuda's
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the worst of us is truestour shortcomings propel ...
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September
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can you find the filling?
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August
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speak no evil
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May
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Where does it all come from?
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April
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I miss you more than you think
a comment, or something
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March
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Zombies and Saints
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February
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Mr. Darcy, you make me blush
bits and pieces
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January
(8)
walking the precipice
approx. 6300 nights
if only the season could change such a thing
running blind
scratching and peeling
turn yourself, your insides out
an eager crawl becomes a walk
maybe in my head, maybe
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2009
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December
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sansvous
you've gotta' love it
he went digging
I wanted to disorient myself,without drugs, withou...
Run your tongue in circles, to the ground and at t...
Alone, the monster sings for whoever wants to list...
Never hesitant to step on the spider, never thou...
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November
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velvet
birthed by halo, twisted by spit
asleep beneath the earth
we all play our roles
a clever name for a clever peace
but you can't help but write it down
scuff
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