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snapshotsnapshot of your eye as we shot to the sky that's where everyone aims when they're trying to flysnapshot
snapshot of your eye as we shot to the sky that's where everyone goes when they're ready to die
it's in a frame on my wall, if you just walk down the hall you'll see every picture tells a story that's just the way they're made to be
i might call to see
if every single piece of puzzle fell where i should be
it's not you, it's me it seems that everyday i live goes on for centuries
i'm running out of ink and if my thoughts cou
by ~benjumin
no question, it's congestionabout a month ago...no question, it's congestion
i had a bad Cough congested both my throat and nose so i ripped my head off
then i scrubbed it hard with a brillo pad sucked out the neon flemn with a vaccum hose shipPed it to baghdad
I noted specifically on the envelope not to bend only to set it on the bottom end but i write that on just about everything i send.
next thing i Know it's sent back to me Looking like an old lost friend Returned back to sender from over the sea
by ~benjumin
It's hats nowIt's easy when you're not wanting more Hat's off to the government that keeps us all bored Now they're leaving with their mess on the floor Told us if we want something we'd best ask the Lord I don't feel good about taking a stand Treat me like a boy because i'm almost a man And they're allies because the ring's on their hand Raise me just the right way if they follow the planIt's hats now
Guess i'm not able to think on my own So the world doesn't get to me they're keeping me home I seem distant and you don't like my tone I don't look you in the eye enough my hair needs a comb
by ~benjumin
worry wartseveryday people say that we are in a heap of mess i'm aware but i don't care in fact i can't care any less the president, who pays the rent aren't on my mind i must confess and words are said and people dead but these don't give me any stress i'm not worried about it.worry warts
by ~benjumin
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A Death in OctoberIn autumn's slow dance Came a knock at the door. The sort that the man Had heard not before. 'Twas free, without time, Without reason or rhyme. It was loud and inviting, Yet cold at the core.A Death in October
In autumn's slow dance The door opened wide. And death wandered in With time at his side. He glanced at the clock And started to talk. The man was implored To hear and abide.
In autumn's slow dance The man spoke to death. "Why, death, have you come, And stolen my breath?" Death glanced at the clock And started to tal
by ~prettyisabella
Who Will Take the Undertaker?Who will take the undertaker, When the undertaker dies, When his corpse is undertaken, And devoured by the flies, When his heart beats only truth, And his ears are cleaned of lies, Who will undertake him, When the undertaker dies,Who Will Take the Undertaker?
Who will sing us songs, When the singer’s throat is cut, When his blinking eyes are vacant, And his singing lips are shut, Yes, his notes bring only splendor, And fond memories—but, Who will sing us songs, When the singer’s throat is cut,
Who will write you letters, When your lover passes away, A
by ~prettyisabella
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- Current Residence: ohio
- Interests: music, songwriting, poetry, guitar playing, drawing
- Favourite movie: a hard days night, punch drunk love, napolean dynamite, trainspotting
- Favourite band or musician: the beatles, elliott smith, of montreal, the shins, joseph arthur, ben folds, johnny cash, radiohead
- Favourite genre of music: indie, folk, soft-core porn music
- Favourite artist: bill pete
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- MP3 player of choice: windows media player
- Wallpaper of choice: pictures of hillary duff
- Skin of choice: caucasion
- Favourite gaming platform: trampoline
- Favourite cartoon character: angry kid
- Personal Quote: very few are better than the best
- Tools of the Trade: Bic pen, framus acoustic guitar
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- Email: benahlteen@msn.com
- AIM: swordmanben
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YOU HAVE BEEN GLOMPED! Spread the glomping love around! Pick 4 of yer buddehs and paste this message on their userpage!
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can't glomp the person who glomped you!
2- You can't glomp the same person! EVER AGAIN!!
3- You -MUST- glomp 4 people! If you don't you're a terrible person and I shall take your soul!!
4- This must be put on their userpage! Nowhere else!
5- You must actually like the person to glomp them!
Remember the person who glomped you loves you! So you must glomp a person you love as well!
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a man without a heart
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a man without a heart
cannot pump blood
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pity this busy monster, manunkind, not.
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