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erika - Status: Member
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july 1890I memorize those foreboding skies Twisted with wheat fields and the pits of these crows eyes The past twist with indecision between paths that follow no one’s convictionsjuly 1890
Each stroke of hand injects the colors of the earth ground & sand Into the horizon of this desolate decrypted land One early morning he awoke and walked passed these fields that his canvas had spoken of Object in hand he sat on the ledge of his lands and memorized those foreboding skies He walked back home a little less hole Where he died with his brother theo at his side.
in Spoken Word on 6/11/08
colorsSunlight reflect off of atoms and molecules Giving off hues of green ornges and blues The science of color de romanticizes love of others But knowledge is the quest for truthcolors
in Philosophical on 5/4/08
worms wormsI had epiphanies and dreams of going out west Meeting my future head on speeding down lifes highwy, living fast until my last breath But somewhere inbetween the east of my future and the south of my past I met a strange strange boy with an omnificent laugh,worms worms
His exterior rough, raw and slightly overlooked His exceeding intelligence and charm make me question his intensions Yet his talent is not slyness but being able to read me like a book And as my pages do turn he writes in his own little notes He becomes my page numbers, my epilogue and my profound
in Spoken Word on 5/3/08
wormsworms...worms
I had epiphanies and dreams of going out west Meeting my future head on speeding down lifes highwy, living fast until my last breath But somewhere inbetween the east of my future and the south of my past I met a strange strange boy with an omnificent laugh,
His exterior rough, raw and slightly overlooked His exceeding intelligence and charm make me question his intensions Yet his talent is not slyness but being able to read me like a book And as my pages do turn he writes in his own little notes He becomes my page n
in Spoken Word on 5/3/08
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- AIMtakinit2farr
- Current Age: 17
- Current Residence: shit hole of new jersey
- Interests: politics, art, books, movies, exotic cuisine
- Favourite movie: so very many.
- Favourite band or musician: right now, beirut and modest mouse
- Favourite genre of music: lots.
- Favourite artist: van gogh
- Favourite poet or writer: chuck phalaniuk
- Operating System: vista sucks
- MP3 player of choice: i pod?
- Shell of choice: iridecence
- Wallpaper of choice: paint
- Skin of choice: my own
- Personal Quote: do not go gentle into that goodnight, rage rage against the dieing of the light
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