

tiles and tears.i lie on the floor among the tiles and i speak your name, lost under a waterfall, my breath as jagged as broken glass, fighting to betray even my will to live. you cradle my body and forgive my mind, insolent enough to tell when the fear will stop. the tears i have cried for million years before and after Now run dry.tiles and tears.
you lie on the floor among the tiles and you whisper in my ear, your arms surrounding, your heart thrumming against my back, promising to replace the beat of my own should it fail. i speak of the beauty you give me, daring to suggest that without you i am n
I appreciate very much!
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The best thing about being an artist is that you don't have to grow up to be one
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"God's the real artist, I just hold the pencil."
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Ugh urgh ah! ARGH!!! Om nom nom nom
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I rather be dead than cool!
Feh.
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you are an absolutely awesome poet! though im not sure thats saying much... hell, i can write at all. lol
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I believe in depression, angst, neurosis, psychosis, misery, pain, war, suffering, starvation, suicide, homicide, genocide, hopelessness, joyless
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