to fightfrom Immortality by Milan Kundera
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the lawit is fine how you lonely people need assurance there are footsteps or virtual deviations around. 'lonely' substitutes many other words that maths can't count. it is your human condition that makes this deviation of mine not even count. so we are equal. don't take it as an offence. wink, wink. you read 'wink, wink'. that's right. no emoticons involved here. you choose any form of wink you prefer. we are beyond the virtual, we touch and we can not hide. i don't remember very well what you call prose that rhymes, prose that sings. i don't remember perfectly but i feel your love it brings. it was a greek who sang it, it was him who brought the hthe law
by ~beautyshalllast
Femme FataleFemme FataleFemme Fatale
My small room can contain you
Why stand there in the dim The people are my prison And they're still breaking in
You can stay for breakfast Maybe break your hunger Shall I send you flowers What’s your address I wonder
Water your burning eyes, love And come here come inside You know tonight My vodka says that it's alright
You heard the beginning of the song It went one two three It has been planned forever And you hurry yourself to me
You said the moon was full
The wolves had to disagree
by ~beautyshalllast
my autographHe visited me this night. He wanted my autograph. “My autograph?” I asked. He said: “yes, your autograph.” I said: “my auto has a very clear graph; my auto being my function. And I am not functioning very well when you are around me. Your words are old. I wish they weren’t, but they are ancient. You touched me with your words before. I am for you ever thankful. And another one now, he touches me with his words and forever I shall be thankful. But even his words they will grow old. His beauty will fade like the hypocrisy of gold. Come back to me when you have new words and you will be the boss of me, like any man foretold.” “Foretold?” he askemy autograph
by ~beautyshalllast
sharing our ashesHer head on the pillow, her legs everywhere Said reason is for others, to cover up their fear and shame Said why question intentions, enjoy another game So we played music and danced togethersharing our ashes
the old house (silently behind us) burnt up with flames
Oh lover, oh stranger, sharing your ashes with another
The audience is now running away from our gaze, looking for another prey Some wait at the corners and turn their flashlights our way We cover them with blankets, they shower us with dirt
oh lover, oh stranger, sharing your ashes with another
Where are they n
by ~beautyshalllast
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Pale as iceYou sit there Pale as ice Frozen in time Pretending to be nicePale as ice
No one has it worse No one’s felt this way You constantly inform Each and every day
No one knows You cry to us all No one sees As you begin to fall
But we do see Isn’t that what you need? Your self indulgent bleating The sadness you must feed
So agonizingly morose
So painfully thin To make us feel sorry? To draw us in?
The scars on your arms So skillfully cut So no one can miss them No door can be shut
by ~Shufy
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- Current Residence: Amsterdam
- Interests: mental war
- Favourite movie: will reveal this one later
- Favourite band or musician: leonard cohen
- Favourite genre of music: in captivity, my enemy asked me for a song about my homeland. a new genre was born, long ago...
- Favourite artist: one that does not recognize he/she's an artist
- Favourite poet or writer: Shakespeare, William
- Favourite photographer: my camera when it fell and snapped a shot by mistake
- Favourite style of art: any style that goes with the content
- Operating System: one that operates without a guarantee
- MP3 player of choice: MPs don't represent me
- Shell of choice: she sells sea shells on the sea shore
- Wallpaper of choice: the picture on the wall says all
- Skin of choice: your skinning
- Favourite game: you
- Favourite gaming platform: the whole world is a stage
- Favourite cartoon character: is it really a cartoon????
- Personal Quote: i reach a conclusion. i prove it wrong. i start again.
- Tools of the Trade: keep on writing... no matter
- Email: sheebbsandflows@yahoo.com
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