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Before and AfterPale soft creatures Gray and pig-eyed Cowering in too-tight clothes Behind mirrored glasses In smoky bars. Painted faces andBefore and After
Motley clothes, Shrill laughter and Cynical words. Coughing and wheezing, Frail and thin. Survival Of the cruellest. Where are the ancients? They that ran into battle Naked and fierce; The strong ones, the proud. That fought bears Chased the wild deer And worshiped the sun? Those that needed no Sickly blow glowing boxes, No tiny needles To poison the mind No great steel birds.
by ~EphemeralImmortal
WinterI hate winter. It’s so cold…and my hands always feel like ice. “Like dead fish” a “friend” said once. And they said “You’d look better if you didn’t smile”. And why do I hate winter? Not just the cold…no. In winter, everything’s so clear.Sky so bright, and everything gleaming white or black. And the air’s as sharp and pure as knives. And everything seems more real, and more surreal all at once. So maybe that’s why I hate it. Everything all to clear. Maybe that’s why I love summer, when the air feels like honey, and your brain turns to syrup. Everything so sweet and warm. Everything slowed down and distorted like a mirage. And in summer,Winter
by ~EphemeralImmortal
TomorrowI remember the days Of acid rains andTomorrow
Unholy wars, of Broken hearts and Broken dreams. When burning angels Fell from corroded skies And faces in the wind Wailed on barren shores. The days of frozen tears Of hollow eyes, when We smelled of guns And open wounds. The days of tomorrow.
by ~EphemeralImmortal
Broken DollI’ll smile and laugh And listen to your pain. I’ll be the comfort and The love, and fade into The background to watch You find another. Like perfume in a cesspit Like laughter in a morgue Like knives in velvet Like lace on a corpse Like my sewn on smile Like my glassy eyes Like the hollow heart Like the broken doll. Throw her out, we’ll buy another.Broken Doll
by ~EphemeralImmortal
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Lovely DreamsI have had such lovely dreams Such happiness and light, That you’d wish never to wake Do you think I loved such dreams? Do you think I wished to have them? That I wished to never wake? I never loved such dreams These dreams These lovely dreams Filled me with so much pain How could I love such things? To show me such beauty and love Then rip them away when I awoke I hated such things I did not think it was possible To love such things Then, I began to dream of you These dreams These lovely dreams Your blessed face, your loving soulLovely Dreams
by ~Kendoka
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- Current Residence: London, Ontario
- Interests: Rugby, the outdoors, good books, surrealist art
- Favourite movie: Hook/ROTK/Peter Pan
- Favourite genre of music: Jazz....pretty much everything besides rap
- Favourite artist: Dali and Max Ernst
- Favourite poet or writer: W.B.Yeats
- Operating System: Windows XP
- Shell of choice: Sand Dollars :)
- Favourite game: Does rugby count?
- Favourite gaming platform: If the answer was yes, a field. Hopefully St.George's
- Favourite cartoon character: Pepe LePew
- Personal Quote: Think Happy Thoughts
- Email: firefly_from_hell@hotmail.com
- MSN: firefly_from_hell@hotmail.com
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To come to know your enemy, first you must become his friend, and once you become his friend, all his defences come down. Then you can choose the most fitting method for his demise.
Tokugawa Ieyasu
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