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We Were ChildrenWe were children - mere children, with tight curls and missing teeth. We took our small fingers and braided wild horses hair as they grazed on ever-green clover. When we finished, the horses thanked us with neck nuzzles and gentle kicks. As night fell, we gathered up blankets and chicken feathers, and settled beneath a black sky. "Quiet now", the trees whispered, "The sparrows are sleeping." When the sky exploded with stars, we jolted awake from our slumbers, like worn out soldiers at the sound of gun shots. "Anti-christ!" we yelled as we danced. Bears and foxes joined us, blood of new borns dripping We Were Children
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Part One: BeginningI was a boy, of around sixteen or so, with a simple life at a simple school in a simple town. Mostly, it all consisted of who threw the biggest parties, when Spring Break was, and where we were all going to college. For me, none of that really mattered - I had no social life, seeings as I was the classical geek character you see in those teen movies all the time. I had few friends, who weren't even really friends - they were just people who shared my love of Shakespeare and Greek culture. I liked keeping to myself though - it made reading and staying out of drama alot easier. I didn't look like the typical nerd - no black framed glasses, no e Part One: Beginning
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Jesus expected too much.There was a jealousy among its people, sweeping it up like sinking ships, taking on water at ungodly speeds. Jesus himself saw it, and said "Dear god, its a fucking tragedy".
And it was, oh it was.
The children, they carried guns in their schoolbags, and cocaine in their veins.
The elders, they hid behind their screened in porches, keeping safe with their axes and booze.
The teenagers, they stayed they same - driving too fast, talking too slow, and loving too much, or maybe not enough.
Maybe if we had kept our eyes to the floor, and our mouths sealed shut, we wouldn't be in this mess.
Our mother Jesus expected too much.
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Kaleidoscopes and Fish BowlsI am in a kaleidoscope. Constantly moving, constantly changing Underneath the morning sunrise. Until god, or whoever he is, sits me down To sleep, to rest, to die. And when he sits me down, I hope you are there In your own little kaleidoscope Surrounded by ever-changing colors and shapes. Or maybe, you are the one, changing my kaleidoscope Sending my world into a whirlwind.

I am in a fishbowl. Never changing, never moving Underneath the midnight moon. Until the devil, or whoever she is, brings me up To awake, to raise, to live. And when she Kaleidoscopes and Fish Bowls
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Fri Oct 9, 2009, 10:32 PM

With your hair back in a paperclip
Careful now, don't let it slip.
It looks beautiful this way.
More beautiful then Autumn days.
If you look at me, I'll break.
Gently now, I feel the quake.
Broken trees, tumbled towns,
Darling, take off your gown.
Baby birds fly from their nest
Because their mother knows the test.
Taste of life ever sweet
Because only true love knows to flee.
I felt you near me, close
I felt your body become my host.
A ghost.
A empty closet.
A place to hide our skeletons
Before our hair turns too thin.
I want to die young.
I want to live shunned.
And I want you with me.
Beautiful dancers all in a line
As a shooter breaks their spines
Bang, one down.
Bang, now drown.
I watched as you let it slip
With your hair back in a paperclip.

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Raaaaaaaambling.

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