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Smoking down in the hole...I found big hole on mySmoking down in the hole...
life road screams from him was tellling me the truth of the world
I sat on the ground and lit the ciggarette beautiful smoke was in my head
but those screams... weren't going to stop
talking telling speaking saying me....that I'm not too good to be alive to drink water from the same sources as they
cinic smile on my face can say that I'm too young to go to other side of the river there are too many
undiscovered things those are waiting for me
by ~naksan
Sky is fallin down on our neckIt's raining he said....Sky is fallin down on our neck
sky with all angels are crying cause hero died he was
poisoned by the life just when he stared his living...
ask my question! somebody is screaming from the last row of the room
where are our souls? they are break by enemies
like hero all of people love his art but no one was thinking about his soul he sold himself for art...
art killed him and his death connected with all
artists death showed us how can &
by ~naksan
MemoriesYou're going through the streetMemories
of sorrow and see that many spirits of death people are flying around you
they died but the memory of them will never die songs poems proses pictures death artists are still alive
gloomy time dull time cry but not give up
jump out the
window for the love of your live and you will be alive
find a way back home make a tea and take a sit in your borring life.....
by ~naksan
Psychodelic dream about deathWhenever I look into I see death in her defferent moodsPsychodelic dream about death
she is black white/yellow blue/pink red...bloody red
cause she hasn't got any spirit in her and she is like cameleon
I'm laying on the bed and screaming once again for death now she escaped from my dream psychodelic garden full of sorrow and unidentified heros
I will jump
from my floor and I'll destroy
this red grass under my house
death has gone to the hell and she burnt in it I was going to
by ~naksan
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"Melodic Slience" "Melodic Silence""Melodic Slience"
{Written By Missy39811}
The Wind howls with such a melodic silence
As I breathe in your love capturing the desires
like dust made out of sculpture,so fine ,so delicate only your hands
could create
A peice of Art made out of out love
A love of all colors sculpted as we embrace further
A passion with nature, a passion with our flesh &nb
by *Missy39811
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Poland
- Interests: Music...Poetry....Prose
- Favourite movie: Pulp Fiction
- Favourite band or musician: Nirvana
- Favourite genre of music: Grunge/Punk rock/Psychodelic dark music
- Favourite artist: Kurt Cobain
- Favourite poet or writer: Edward Stachura
- Favourite game: Fallout
- Favourite gaming platform: Ps2
- Favourite cartoon character: Looie Anderson
- Personal Quote: It's better to burn aiut than to dade away
- Email: rogermatter@o2.pl
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