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I know These CirclesYou pull a fast food fakeout No tonight we'll get the takeout And it eat on the checkered couch T.V. on the lights are out I know every line around your mouthI know These Circles
Sure the gasoline has soaked the carpet And you kicked the candle over Because you know, you needn't destroy me I will do this at least, on my own
But we won't stop while we're burning 'Cause in here the world is turning Perhaps these revolutions are the results Of fifteen shots
But perhaps the world is spinning Spinning on this spot
You say a toast to love and
I
by ~Ancile-Maris
Spaces in our SilenceSounds of:Spaces in our Silence
Silence stretching slowly between us Drawing out thick and heavy The hangman’s noose Boa Constrictors Invisible, intangible But no less dangerous
Eyes shining as new pennies amidst dull asphalt In the quiet they are—overwhelming
A blind man’s hearing (turn that 180, see what you get)
You are—watching me While the currents that swirl through this Are bursting with all the things we cannot say
They have built empires on all the things we cannot say
Perhaps—just perhaps &nb
by ~Ancile-Maris
TonightNothing can touch this This is infinity, a depth and breadth of life That spirals, wraps me up in her dark recesses On any other night—noTonight
But now, tonight We are perfect
Seventeen, the mood can swallow us A still moment in time The clock stops and— We soar on
The quiet roads carry us,
Gentle and forgiving as
The world cannot be
Reckless are we In the times when Stars dance above us Delighting in our insanity
Swing—high! Higher! into the blackness Feet skid on the damp concrete A stumbl
by ~Ancile-Maris
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- Interests: Music, art (obviously) and writing stuff?
- Favourite movie: Empire Records, Boondock Saints
- Favourite band or musician: Rooney, Streetlight Manifesto, Snow Patrol
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite poet or writer: Anne Bishop
- Favourite photographer: er...Jordyn?
- Operating System: windows
- MP3 player of choice: creative zen sleek!
- Skin of choice: er..mine?
- Favourite game: Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation 2
- Tools of the Trade: my little pencil-the computer when I get ambitious
- Email: npfaile@gmail.com
- AIM: ancile maris
- Yahoo: noxnuntius
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How art thou lately?
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So many lifeless empty hands;
So many hearts in great demand.
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Somedays it's a good day to die
And somedays, it's a good day to have breakfast.
Well then...either I'm crazy or you're cracked-up! Or I suppose both are possible.
*huggle*
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So many lifeless empty hands;
So many heart in great demand.
Huzzah!
I had fun last night with you crazy drug-ridden kids.
=]
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So many lifeless empty hands;
So many heart in great demand.
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So many lifeless empty hands;
So many heart in great demand.
The End.
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So many lifeless empty hands;
So many heart in great demand.
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Kill a man, you are a murderer. Kill millions of men, you are a conqueror. Kill all, you are a god.
~Jean Rostand
I hate stupid people too.
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So many lifeless empty hands.
So many hearts in great demand.
And I think I'll want to be alone .
So please understand that I don't answer the phone.
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