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This Silent NightThis Silent NightThis Silent Night
This silent night could be any night, Without the chorus of townsfolk, With the stifling hot starry sky Sticking skin to clothes and clammy hair.
The city stands as still as always, Solid, indifferent to our sweaty dreams, As we dream a thousand silent nights Away, and each could be any night.
Yet on this silent night it's easy To believe the world is this room, With its low white-sky ceiling And leaky door to beyond.
Easy to believe it's not as empty As it may seem, soundlessly asleep, With a head on a pillo
by ~Plus-X
This is the oceanThis is the oceanThis is the ocean
This is the ocean, And it rolls, Rolls right up to the horizon.
Little white sailing boats Caught in its grip, Like so many flies In a venetian blind,
And between each slat Is the foaming white mane Of a mad stallion, Chaping at the bit To charge ever downwards.
But I have walked Upon these rolling seas, Until they touched the horizon, And I have tasted The impenetrable salt Void there.
I shall never grow old Walking the sandy beaches Hand in hand, again.
by ~Plus-X
Till Dawn BreaksTill dawn breaksTill Dawn Breaks
Forever the child sleeps inside,
Silent skeleton of the growing man. Once they were as one, Yet it seems every passing dawn Draws out the distance.
Who are you child? Do we ever coincide? Just before sleep is it you Who breaks my body rigid In a mighty escape attempt?
Yes, I have known you. In dreams we have danced So fiercely to deny all that is real, Become once, twice, thrice Ourselves, and more…
Till dawn breaks, And with my waking breath I sigh you out, Back to your bed, &nbs
by ~Plus-X
TerminalThe line moved slowly forward, a procession of heads stretching towards the small doorway. Heads of fine hair, balding heads, like over-large eggs in nests of hair, and completely bald heads, shining under the lights like oddly shaped billiard balls. The lines to the left and the right were just the same, a rarely seen mix of old and young, men and women, all creeds and classes. Richard fingered the photograph again, nervously. It was of him, aged two. His parents had taken him to his grandmother’s house for Sunday lunch. He had found some infantile joy in chasing her cat around the garden, and the picture was of him in full flight, arms outsTerminal
by ~Plus-X
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You should know.I am not like the others. Standing tall by the bay window which always seemed as ifYou should know.
a train had left it at the wrong station. Thin cigarette-aching
fingers, stealthily grabbing at a
jammed latch.
Five floors up - you should
know.
You should know. The window won't open if you were to drop one
of those pennies you used to collect by the pocketful, it would impale
the skull of a man what if your father was visiting ; waving from the
pavement? You wouldn't watch. &nb
by ~velvetfrostswirls
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no words - i like!
hello. thanx for the watch
cool gallery BTW
we havent spoken in ages, must catch up sometime
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"If you people had brains, you might just be dangerous"
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THIS IS THE GATE OF HEAVEN. ENTER YE ALL BY THIS DOOR. (This door is kept locked because of the draught - please use side door.)
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rock and rule.
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rock and rule.
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Recuérdame, y tu auténtico yo también, y en lo que debes convertirte. En la que nos conducirá al paraíso con las manos manchadas de sangre...
And you have been given a bag of gummy bears to throw back!
So throw them at the next innocent person that standing near you!
RULES!!!
1-You must throw gummy bears at at least '6' people!
Your ammunition!
2-You can't throw a gummy bear at the person who threw one at you.
3-Unfortunately, you can't eat them.
4-Start spreading the gummy bear throwing love around DA!
Let the chucking commence!
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The Stars Are Underground!
And The Truth Is Flying Overhead!
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Carl [To the MENSA members]: Lets make litter of the literati!
Lenny: That was too clever! You're one of them! [punches him]
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