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Post by spiralxstatic on Apr 2, 2011 23:09:10 GMT
see this is why I love you writing, nothing for months, then this over the course of a short period? I really need to get back in the habit, I miss it.
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Apr 2, 2011 23:10:57 GMT
So, love is a hurdle. Right? Without it, death would be brutal. Life is full of hurdles. Some larger than others. The more you jump, the longer and happier you'll live. Clear? But if the ration of jumps to trips does not change throughout your lifetime, the more hurdles you take, the more you will trip. Yes? The higher the chance of being hurt.
Right now I'm tripping.
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Apr 2, 2011 23:13:27 GMT
We are walking along the street when a deafening bang resounds behind us.
"What was that?"
"Only the end of the world."
"What?"
"Are you worried? 'Cause I'm not..."
I'm shaking violently as I clutch your splintering hand.
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Apr 2, 2011 23:15:11 GMT
D'awww Spiral.. Dont flatter me... I might start believing you...  |
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Post by spiralxstatic on Apr 2, 2011 23:15:31 GMT
maybe one day  |
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Post by spiralxstatic on Apr 3, 2011 1:40:24 GMT
one loves and the other is loved
prove me wrong and
change my naive thoughts
cleanse me of this cynical affliction
that makes me feel so insignificant.
I try to avoid it
but it always gets me in the end
airbourne and inescapable
restricting the flow to my lungs
I quiver and I quake
and nothing you can say
will change anything.
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Apr 4, 2011 8:01:18 GMT
I'm quite alright hiding today
He said.
Intertwined thoughts of
familiarity and terror.
The blanket you cuddled as a naive seven year old
Cradling you cat to the vet at nine thirty one in the morning.
A daffodil in an empty watering can.
Leaning beside a garden tap.
No longer in black or white
I'm running colourful.
And I'm quite alright hiding tonight.
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Apr 4, 2011 8:03:25 GMT
There's glass in the park
Darling, I can't help but keep making appointments
To sweep beneath the climbing frame
If the sun's in your eyes,
I'll tighten your blindfold, baby
Don't worry your foot won't get cut
Strut carelessly
And when you say that you need me tonight
I can't keep my feelings in disguise
The white parts of my eyeballs illuminate
And I'll wait for you
As if I'm waiting for a stone to stop
I've heard them talking
About how I'm gonna put you off
There's glass in the park
And now that I'm up off my knees
I've picked up the speed
To jump your palaces
And I shoot through the night
And suddenly all those once lost concoctions froth
And chase the day away
When you say that you need me tonight
I can't keep my feelings in disguise
The white part of my eyeballs illuminate
And I'll wait for you
As if I'm waiting for the stone to stop
I've heard them talking
About how I'm gonna put you off
You tell me, "how can I put you off when you're a matter of urgency?"
I've got a million things that I need to do, but they're all secondary
Make sure you're not followed
Meet me by the Death Balloon
Paraselene woman, I'm your man on the moon
And like a grain of diamond dust, you float
And my devotion's outer crust' cracks
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Apr 4, 2011 8:03:49 GMT
I can't take credit for the above. But I think it's beautiful.
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Post by Glenn on Apr 4, 2011 18:18:51 GMT
I can't take credit for the above. But I think it's beautiful. Alex Turner |
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Post by Rita on Apr 6, 2011 15:59:11 GMT
Great stuff Exo-Happiness and spiralxstatic!
Here's some piece of lyrics I wrote today:
It's alright
I've calmed down
Another storm has passed by.
Stand still
Stay numb
Keep your shit away from mine.
I can't stand you, you can't stand me
There's no point in thinking much;
Stay away
I'll stay away
There's no need to keep in touch.
And if I looked disturbed by you
It was pure misunderstanding.
And if I looked towards you
It was not what I intended.
It's alright
You hate me there
There are kinder ways to show it
Not that I would ever care
I hate it too
Don't worry.
And if I looked a bit down
It was pure tiredness
And if I act up like a clown
It's only a coincidence.
You've lost me.
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Post by spiralxstatic on Apr 6, 2011 17:27:37 GMT
so happy to see more activity on here  excellent Rita, more please. |
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Post by spiralxstatic on Apr 6, 2011 22:02:41 GMT
also beautiful, since I'm in no mood to write
THINGS MY SON SHOULD KNOW AFTER I’VE DIED
I was young once. I dug holes
near a canal and almost drowned.
I filled notebooks with words
as carefully as a hunter loads his shotgun.
I had a father also, and I came second to an addiction.
I spent a summer swallowing seeds
and nothing ever grew in my stomach.
Every woman I kissed,
I kissed as if I loved her.
My left and right hands were rivals.
After I hit puberty, I was kicked out of my parents’ house
at least twice a year. No matter when you receive this
there was music playing now.
Your grandfather isn’t
my father. I chose to do something with my life
that I knew I could fail at.
I spent my whole life walking
and hid such colorful wings.
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Post by spiralxstatic on Apr 6, 2011 22:16:35 GMT
can you just look at me?
she said
but I couldnt bring myself to do it
its not that I was scared
it sounds ridiculous
but I could see a dog being mistreated
by an owner who was probably abused as a child
and if not, then whats his excuse?
but I couldnt tear my eyes from that scene
not even when that beautiful girl
was walking out of my life
I couldnt switch off.
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Post by spiralxstatic on Apr 6, 2011 22:22:50 GMT
turns out I'm not doing so bad
I'll never forget how I felt that day
my world was literally washed away
I lost my mother, father, brother and sister
I lost my love and never even kissed her
but then, from nowhere, my silver lining
I could almost feel from it, the sun shining
My country is ruins and millions dead
but here is how the hope was fed
a single, solitary Brit managed to survive
everyone is lost, but she is alive.
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excellent Rita, more please.