

Raising the DeadI’m scratching the wounds of aches long past Of nights where the moon looked down on me with pity When I was an animal An owl Sitting, perched in my tree bed, a celestial being, draped in white My tears, the milk that nourished me. My blood a foreign substance, When my thoughts were a drug with poisonous symptoms Turning me pale, turning me sick - I’m sifting through the thoughts of people long deceased If only I could stop raising the dead If only you could bury ideas with people So that every single martyr would go forgotten - I’m aching aching achingRaising the Dead
Jackson Gordon Dilley.

innocenceInnocence has new blue eyes Watery eyes, barely opened eyes Naïve eyes. Innocence has chubby feet.innocence
Wrinkled toes and unsure landing Innocence can’t move and can’t maneuver Innocence has my heart In his wet liquid lips
In his soft silky hair and his Clingy, puffy hands He smiles and it comforts me to know That I can make anything right in his world And to him I do no wrong To him, all is as it should be in his Warm blanket crib and Warm, safe house. Innocence cries and 3, 4, 5 humans run To see what’s wrong. Innocence is the love and c
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Brittany
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I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker.
You've got me down on my knees and I proclaim,
"All hail the heartbreaker."
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"The flies have conquered the flypaper"
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I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker.
You've got me down on my knees and I proclaim,
"All hail the heartbreaker."
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I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker.
You've got me down on my knees and I proclaim,
"All hail the heartbreaker."
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I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker.
You've got me down on my knees and I proclaim,
"All hail the heartbreaker."
Spam.
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won't you think i'm pretty when i'm standing atop the bright lit city, and i'll take your hand and lift you up, and keep you there so you can see it. and i'll savor every moment of this.
you're dream vacation is my hostage refuge.
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It's she, a dead leaf
who made autumn his life
spring, his eternal rest.
-Kristine "The modern patadyong"
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"Masqueade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade! Hide your face so the world will never find you."
-Phantom of the Opera
"You find a little glimmer of happiness, and there is always someone there to destroy it."
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DEVIANTART! Nowhere will you find a more wretched hive of scum and villany...we must be cautious.
Maybe men all got one big soul that everyone's a part of. All faces are the same man....one big self.
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It's she, a dead leaf
who made autumn his life
spring, his eternal rest.
-Kristine "The modern patadyong"
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America: Land of the fine print.
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Whatever you do, do NOT look in my gallery.
Ninety-eight percent of the teenage population will believe any statistic they read. If you're one of the two percent who doesn't, you won't be putting this in your signature.
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"I'd rather be a crying little pussy than faggie goth kid" - butters leopold scotch
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"On the surface, simplicity, but the darkest pit in me is pagan poetry...pagan poetry."
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