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Amber
Nonchalant Morose Rose
Burns Darker
As Maroon Petals
Martyr Turn Black
The Skin Itself
Drips
Drips
Drips
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Hello thf8u7g62mene

Carey was signed onto the Bellator brand and will enter their second season lightweight tournament that started in April. The Trials of Oscar Wilde. Taylor and Jenny gave birth to a baby boy on January 26, 2010, named Declan.

" Buried In The Drugs But The Feels Keep Coming "
- Bed Peace
- Jhené Aiko x Childish Gambino
- image source @childishness instagram

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" Buried In The Drugs But The Feels Keep Coming "
- Bed Peace
- Jhené Aiko x Childish Gambino
- image source @childishness instagram

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17. Perverse - Poetry Ends

..Perverse in pierced essence stare
This is weird
Anyway
Care but bare the callous cross
As thus at the cross roads
Crucified

But couldn’t die
Transcend emotional being
Feelings
Like switches flicked
Tears only in dreams

Levitating from above
This is fifth dimensional
Life

08. Mellow -TSO

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Mellow tone
On vocal mode
Some velvet threads
On beauty’s ruins

Starrss look dowwnn witth opeenn armss
Homme alonne on a Sunndayy afternooon
Stoned
Zone

Cartoons
The scars on my skin crawl like hookah smokingg Caterpillars
Made love with a girl covered in bees
Spent the night in poppy fields

Woke up
Smokes up
Fourth Dimension
In a lavender field

The sun and the moon kiss
The dying stars born
The children with us all.
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d-ropdeadfred:

Things were meant to get better but they just keep getting worse 🏃

d-ropdeadfred:

Things were meant to get better but they just keep getting worse 🏃

Everyone who thinks about killing himself please read this text! It also changed my view on suicide as an oportunity to escape from my life! :)

suicide-gifs:

It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re…

1 month ago- 107
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It was bad writing
Pleasure
Pain
Undressed
Under-stressed

Intact in fact intense
Self Induced Insomniac
No sleep made sense
Clear tear ducts
Crows feet of joy
Behind that smile

See no stars
With closed eyes
And open heart
Things Fall Apart
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It was bad writing
Pleasure
Pain
Undressed
Under-stressed

Intact in fact intense
Self Induced Insomniac
No sleep made sense
Clear tear ducts
Crows feet of joy
Behind that smile

See no stars
With closed eyes
And open heart
Things Fall Apart
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Stars on arm
Right not left
Unlike mine
Contrast

Not splitting
Black and white
White and black
Contrast

We develop from the negatives
Counting the constellations
No true comparison
Still I’ll strum the artful strings
Desire each one with lips

The snowy sky unfreckled
Eros dear
No true comparison
So deeply shall swim
And cherish the stars
With cold heart and warm lips
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Stars on arm
Right not left
Unlike mine
Contrast

Not splitting
Black and white
White and black
Contrast

We develop from the negatives
Counting the constellations
No true comparison
Still I’ll strum the artful strings
Desire each one with lips

The snowy sky unfreckled
Eros dear
No true comparison
So deeply shall swim
And cherish the stars
With cold heart and warm lips
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05. Love - TSO

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Under the notion
Susceptible in fact
That these shattered individuals
With pieces in arrears
May somehow sweep together
Inevitably fitting together

Creating something so much more valuable
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Light of the Candelabra
Night of the saddest opera
Reusing needles of a cancer patient

She Was The Type Of Girl To Drop Acid And Spend The Knight In Atlantis
Un-therapeutic chemo’
Now our haemophilia’s  got our factor below zero
Bleeding out our egos
Bleed out till nothing matters
And the clotting factor is 0.

Maybe heroin will save a hero
Then again it’s Superman Syndrome
The bell tolls not for me
Let’s sober up and stay clean
Then maybe we’ll believe
Believe in God
But Who Believes In Us

In a hot bath of dry ice
We’ll asphyxiate on our own demise
We never breathed a word of truth
But it wasn’t all lies
The waters a red sapphire
Velvet
A purple haze
Starburst clouds will fill the room
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Light of the Candelabra
Night of the saddest opera
Reusing needles of a cancer patient

She Was The Type Of Girl To Drop Acid And Spend The Knight In Atlantis
Un-therapeutic chemo’
Now our haemophilia’s got our factor below zero
Bleeding out our egos
Bleed out till nothing matters
And the clotting factor is 0.

Maybe heroin will save a hero
Then again it’s Superman Syndrome
The bell tolls not for me
Let’s sober up and stay clean
Then maybe we’ll believe
Believe in God
But Who Believes In Us

In a hot bath of dry ice
We’ll asphyxiate on our own demise
We never breathed a word of truth
But it wasn’t all lies
The waters a red sapphire
Velvet
A purple haze
Starburst clouds will fill the room
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