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grendel
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doused with a binary solution of dubious origin
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sab
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hate sets my heart on fire
it burns with a flame
magnesium bright
hate sets my head afire
seething and burning
until i can no longer see
can no longer breath
the world turns dark red
when colour of old death
and i breath in and out
because to do anything else
would be
to explode into
the dark
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oldephebe
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wow..sabbie..despite our differences i gotta say..that held my heart hostage...the last stanza particularly..i'm all choked up here..seriously..maybe..hopefully you will encounter someone with a pure heart of grace, i have to believe there are still some good folk left..and really i could shred my liver with those shards..but i've learned..slowly..to let some of those things go...be well sabbie
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is it french?
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He doesn't know.
bue he does.
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sabbie
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thank you oldephebe, i am honestly touched. that means a lot to me, which is weird, anonymous words on a blue screen touching my heart and patting my hand.
thanks babe.
yesterday was a terrible, terrible day, a day that i have not had for years.
your words have made it a bit better.
and that you took the time to do that, that rocks.
erm, but i have to ask, we have differences?
does that mean that you read my words and you find a very different person to yourself, or that we have clashed some time over something pixelated?
pixel related?
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oldephebe
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perhaps i'm confusing you with another individual who hath many many aliases...
pay no attention to the words that come from my mouth... still though nothing wounds me like hearing a heart in pain..i wish i could mix up a soul salve for the world...really...
empathy..we sho' needs mo' of it..at least i do...
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stork daddy
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and you call that enlightenment?
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sab
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is ok
i don't have many aliai
sab does me fine.
the words don't come from your mouth
the go straight from your head and your heart to your finger tips
go outside tonight and look up at the stars. the first one you see is my gift to you.
stay sane, little one.
for tommorrow is waiting.
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oldephebe
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thanx sab - it has been a while since i've scoured the skies..or even sought out that one plaintive, blinking eye..so alone in the relative chorus of light...and ah now..wish i could think of something latin or italian to whisper to the sky...one warm thought..
thanx..and now..time to contemplate stone doves congregating amongst wilted cabbage and cigar ashes...*shakes fist ruefully at neighboors house*
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Achilleus
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I've got my pockets full of money
I'm gonna spend it all tonight
I've got my pockets full of money
I'm gonna spend it all tonight
a whole months salary
gonna set it to flames
on some girl, we just met recently
I barely know her name
oh take me some place decent
where we meet up with your friends
where the people are pleasant
where the music never ends
I can't say that you are pretty
that would make me a liar
but you turn my my legs to spaghetti
and set my heart on fire
I'll come running with my heart on fire
-Jens Lekman
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