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Wednesday, 05 November 2008

  • Rambling

    In a Strange place that doesnt feel that strange, for the first time in my life iv made a decission to move out.. out of my circle and into a bigger one, Not protected anymore, just a whim of excitment .. have to keep my feet firmly gripped to the ground.. the world keeps moving and i stare into the orb not knowing how to get into the world of activity. The need to be productive or be a useless produce waiting to be picked. The world is not what it seems to be... unfamiliar ties hidden beneath the cleanliness and advance stage tht this country is in unlike my own. Cant play or run and hide no more im in a place where i have to seek what lies beneath its smiling face and money... ha What we are born into and what we're born to be. Whose to say where lifes gonna take me or.. where i wanna walk from here. no luxuries like  home ... i think im a stranger to me.

     

Thursday, 22 May 2008

  • Testing theory -"Ignorance is bliss"

    WE know everythin thts goin on around ,its just tht sumtimes when were in love, or brought up with firm beliefs... thats when we choose to ignore...Reality check.
    because the image tht we have of PERFECT situations get destroyed in our mind. A new idea we'r not comfortable feels like a virus,  the system cant accept it, the fantasy world diminished, A destruction of a dream and i guess thts wat keeps us ignorant.

    Ignorant by choice.

     

Tuesday, 20 May 2008

  • F**K!!

     

    Twisted thoughts never kind,

    Love and hate both entwined.

    She's to judge right from wrong,

    Singing the same ol' f**king song.

    Riots strciken, The games been played,

    A Tortured heart, trust betrayed.

    Another Thorn slashing her vein, As usual said a prayer,

    to feel no pain.

    so was washed away by the rain, took her pain,

    Took her soul, buried her pride , lost her name.

    Who is she? what the f**k,

    Her identity slipped right under the schmuck.

    Before you know it, Inside she's dead..oh the dread.

    No hope, No joy, Just a false smiling face,

    stand Joyous now feel no pain,

    Victorious of he that slain, he that chained her feet to the ground,

    and squeezed her dry of emotion, she was no longer sane.

    Cant you see, theres a new game to play, I feel no sorrow,

    Numb yet again,

    Your  no longer a problem, Just a failed Test..

    Just a gnat to be forgotten like the rest,

    For sadly at love I'v no luck,

    Your just a bit of this vast ocean called life....

    So like Yourself go F**k!!

     

  • H(igh+eeled+orror)

    Stunning in red, she walked on by,

    The click of her her heel showed status and pride,

    The men they watch, desireable from afar,

    They dont know that this angel has a mystical power.

    Lay off my back...she silently plea, she knows those shoes have seen pain and gory.

    In walks he that she'd been waitin for, Tall dark and handsome, a long lost foe.

    The practiced scum she can smell his deciet, another lover, special treat,

    Just another to be shamed at her feet.

    She reels in the bait, No mercy for this creep, Beats up his wife while she's asleep.

    Memories dweel deep, in they pour,The taste of blood, face on the floor.

    She brushes off the thoughts and lets on a smile, Shrug! a new day, a different mile.

    The scars on her back, signified the strenght lack, how she'd taken it all weak, obscene,

    She was only a foolish teen.

    She stared in his eyes, She knew his type oh so well,

    Smooth sailin Garbage witha halo on his head.

    She said those words into his ears, walked thru the music, colorful dark,

    Head held High,

    He follows on behind with a sigh,

    His lucky day it was, he didn't even need a lie.

    Cold as ice, Hard as stone, she tries not to give away,

    The anticipation it burned from all she learned,watching her stupid prey.

    Third time this week, the same heels worn,

    Three murders after, She's still not the suspect.

    Oh! how she'd grown.

     

     

     

Thursday, 27 March 2008

Pulse

notoriously_me has no pulse!...

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