Monday, January 26, 2009

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SUDDENLY LEFT ME WITH NOTHING TO SAY AND I stood in that corner A LOST YOUR EYES LOOK AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SCREEN DARK. It reflects

A LITTLE BIT OF YOUR DREAMS THEY WERE MINE. BECAUSE MINE IN THE NIGHT WHEN YOUR SHOES UNDER MY BED DORM We played to make us the dead and we walked IMAGINE LOOKING FOR THE CLOUDS GOD. I PREGUTNABA

WHAT WAS THE EASIEST WAY TO DIE AND NOT ANSWER ANY Hajar, a reflection that looks WAS IN MY SOUL OF SOLITUDE YOU FEEL WHEN YOU LOSE MORE TO WHOM YOU LOVE no apparent reason. SO CLOSE YOUR EYES WITHOUT DYING.

NO LOVE WHEN YOU WANT BUT WHEN YOU CAN.

WHITE WALLS THAT CORNER Cool ME BACK LIKE A STUCK IN MY COLUMN ICE, showed signs of despair BUT THERE WAS NO ONE TO HELP AND YOUR EYES STILL GONE WITH IMMUNE TO A FUTURE THAT IT WAS NOT MINE.

WAS NOT MINE BECAUSE WHEN I ASKED THE ROSE WALLS OF INCHES TO METERS, MILES AND THE WALL CAME PEDESTAL SHARP NEEDLES THAT WOULD MAKE ME THE MINIMUM ROCE BLEEDING TO DROP MY GUTS.

IS NOT A SIMPLE STORY disaffection. YOU EVEN THINK

. AND FAR AWAY AS YOU FIND YOU THINK.

VACUUM AND FORGOTTEN HOW YOU FEEL ME THINK.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Kate Cann In The Deep End Full

Man Solo


man only liked to sit in the middle of nothing to think about how to destroy your fears. He began his battle and his mind clouded by his chest while a shiver ran down to her genitals.

felt the swelling of his body and pus coming out of their ears. Her eyes sprang from its center.

"All I ever told me I could be wrong. Liars! ". Solo Man thought for a moment that faith can lead a whore to get what ever dreamed.

Man ran only to face his past but realized that in the future sounded the same songs I always listened.

man only came when falling in love but realized that there was with whom. He discovered what it means to understand the heartbreak and the heart not only share when you stick a knife.

Man had quit smoking only ten years ago, but if it expelled the air from his lungs with smoke still strong contractions out of her womb and recalled those days when he played into shapes with smoke pouring from his mouth.

Man Solo realized that even though I tried, the things I always hated going to stay in front of him for the continued hating.
His life was a mess.


tried to try his luck with a mouthful of lead but the trigger got caught right when they passed through his mind pictures of her past. Again I filled the confusion.

Everyone called him crazy. Dale

Crazy power to recover his sanity and tell you no. Do you know what is to be mad? Man just did not care, she liked to think that madness comes when you need it most.

sometimes pervading air of calm, but inside was destroyed. The worst thing is that only two people knew: He and I.

FDE PD IN YOUR HONOR ...

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Can You Use A Magic Eraser On A Stovetop

you raving



sound slightly Whisper air spring brings unexpected.


had no desire but a necessity.

My desire is always killed them with pleasure in tastes and whims met, but I was overwhelmed by the need. And that was my weakness.


It's like the end repent and accept that what became the most hated coƱazo as most love. In the taste, color and shape that most crave. I fall

surrendered.


Now my teeth are bleeding, my gums are healed, your tongue is definitely miraculous, but has come to my mouth, leaving taste purposely fucking love that I can not remove anything.


Three bottles of listerine toothpaste and more expensive, even the most potent oral deodorant, extra mint acid and nothing happens. I even tear it happens.


On top of playing in the background is the romantic ditty with guitar and vocals dotted with trailers voices one after another, up and down, which ipso facto left me with a mind full of crap, face and eyes illuminated by a light that no one knows where it comes.


Days serve only to hear the same music that inspires me to think the same things that have always inspired me and sigh for you. Babbling words that even I understand. Raving, levitating, floating, flying. Trina


bird on the dry branch.


Sometimes when you go through your nose a string of low-quality cocaine, have not you noticed that the holes you leave them burning and yellow drops of blood, then your ears start ringing your keystrokes heart and brain clouded you the same speed as your vision? I feel the same but free. Is the same but without the consequences of defiance. From this will not save or force of will.


Just around the corner there is no rehabilitation center to recover. That drug is always there to torture you.


Like when you stop on a blast of hot air. Moisture opens your pores and your skin impurities but leave millions of trillions of germs enter. Like you took advantage and colaste you still can not remember what was suspended or how high I was.


Now the whistle sounds sad, trapped from a locked cage.


sleep yet, just digress.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

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Prozac Causality


The medical diagnosis was accurate: You have an incurable condition. I sank into a silent cry and accepted that the virus had invaded my body.
I confess, I am a new victim this disease which infects millions in the world and struggling daily to survive.
At first I tried to run and run, more to the despair of the unexpected the consequences of what is already known. Fortunately my shoes wore out and my feet began to bleed. I had to stop.
I myself to buy medicine religiously, as my mom will have to manage the rest of the days ahead.
Side effects were immediate. Constant arrhythmia reflected a vibrant heart. The bleary eyes indicated that, from now on, should go in one direction. And he could not miss is that sense of closure that makes you feel abstracted in a bubble that does not want to leave. Concentrated in a not how pleasant and happy new sensations that few known points and eternal part of treatment. I took my
contraindications and figured that would eventually become accustomed.
I decided to give up and accepted that the only thing that kept me pain-free were those lips curative doses of strokes which provided me his hands miserably silk. I feel cured with the pain of his body. Her tongue is my health bar. My shot for love.