Tell me your thoughts,
Should, shouldn't, or don't care


The Sound Of Orbitting ObjectsWake up With a grin on my face And the clink Of a chipped mug Percolated with caffeine And coffee beansThe Sound Of Orbitting Objects
It gleams And it rims around my teeth Across my tongue It’s got such a delicate taste With that little hint of potency
Just another thing I love Perpetually spinning around and around This little earth
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Sit up With a smile on my face And the subtle vocalization Of your gentle sighs
Such a delicate sound I savor that wavelength
I could bask in it For as long as yo


Romance RevolutionA couple sits Held hands And roses "I love you" "I love you more" "I love you the most"Romance Revolution
They kiss Music plays Hearts form up Balloons racing for the sky
The film reel decays This cliché romance dissolves Flaccid in a vat of photographer's acid
A phone rings In that early morning Signaling revolution
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Monogamy Doesn't mean monotony Our cliché romance Doesn't have to be so cut and dry
We're the new age lovers Romance Revolution
We could spend our tim


Light a CandleThis dark sky Where no soul is awake Brings tidings of life and loveLight a Candle
A blessing
Where once This land was dark And shadows groped my souls epicenter
Where my head Argued against itself And I worried myself To no fraying end
Now there is no soulless daze For the light came up And around the bend
Hapless victims Turned toward happiness In the form of the breaking light Crawling up above the horizon
It seems My madness was only buying time
For you to give me The best news &n


The TrialArrest Take him In cuffs He's had quite enoughThe Trial
Spent his company With the ghosts
Crimes he's committed Take him away His brain is on fire
And he's not sure Which way to lean to
The clocks churn And mumble at his name An undeserving fame
Considering the place he's overtaking
Arrest him Beat him Rend him And arrest him And beat him And rend him Don't arrest him
What has he done?
What has he done?
His mind is under siege And his blood i


WaaaaaaaaaI have no tragic backstory to tell you poverty-stricken upbringing to sell you truth is, I was born into a white middle-class suburban-american household, what does that tell you?Waaaaaaaaa
Do you have the wherewithal to understand it all that this middling gray-lit gay time-life world is like a sanded wall prison box? So goddamn average that you can't escape? So you walk to the grocery store, but it's 9:30 on a Saturday. (WAY too LATE!)
So you come home, pop in a zip-locked copy of Halo, could be 2 or 3, (personally ain't much difference that I can
Urbusa City

freudian slipsWhat I should have said wasfreudian slips
Hello, you are gorgeous.
You were walking the corridors and I was leaning against a table and putting pressure on the screws and smiles holding up your defenses. You had no words spilling from your eager mouth, and my lips were all too happy to toe the line between suave and smug. There was something in the way you blushed when you divulged your name that made my heart skitter with nostalgia and optimism for tomorrow, but my larynx was conspiring to condemn me, drinking deep from the fountain of cynicism.
What I said was Whats up?
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i was so ecstatic to realize i got a feature.
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~I mean that with all sincerity.
~I hated Edward Cullen before he went vamp.
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"Abnormality is the basis for creativity"
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~I mean that with all sincerity.
~I hated Edward Cullen before he went vamp.
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"Abnormality is the basis for creativity"
I can stalk you too
And I'm better at it
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"Abnormality is the basis for creativity"
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... oh, crap.
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