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Also, for those that don't know, I have a wonderful new job at the supermarket. I am once again on top of my life and I feel powerful in a way that I haven't felt in so long. It's lovely, really.
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Dark Days in WrecksylvaniaI spend my days collecting pieces of you If I can fashion myself in your image Perhaps I'll influence you to follow in my step The less I attempt to control you, the less I know myself Giving my life away to further another's causeDark Days in Wrecksylvania
Are you sympathetic to such a purpose? Love is no salve but rather brings destruction I now trade you in for the me I once was
In every mirror I see your face My own malformed The skull of an angel held in my hands To which I question meanings of my identity She fell from the heavens to stop the earth Blood turned to vinegar
by ~babys1stcoffin
Mardi Gras CorpseGive it a shot, try it on and see if it fitsMardi Gras Corpse
You sink into me until it never heals
I swear I'm in forever
Scars and prayers of yours
Oh how dramatic you've become
Oceans open within my skull
I feel them flowing onward
Into your past lives and my future
I see people dancing for me
Smiling people thinking I should join
But I only focus on the one that vanishes
And here I'm left standing
Screaming at your ever-distancing car
Come back come back
But in reality I couldn't wish you were farther away
by ~babys1stcoffin
Feeding the flies.It is living inside of me like any virus Stop me if you've heard this all before I'm pretty sure you have but you'd like to be lured back in So smile and flirt "Wouldn't you like to stay the night?" "Why of course not my love, can't you see the skies letting loose?"Feeding the flies.
Suspended like a tight-rope walker over the ocean Blowing kisses to the drowning mass Sainted by your self-sacrificial ways
Let me greet you with open arms A knife held in each hand Perhaps then you'd get the point Perhaps you'd understand Stab. Choke. Lie. Choke I'd love to watch you
by ~babys1stcoffin
A Love Song for the Dead...It couldn't possibly be enough Never for you I've been ready to give up Just waiting for life to become permanent Once immortalized this urgency would disappear And I could simply focus my life on livingA Love Song for the Dead...
Am I so invisible now that my loved ones no longer acknowledge?
You drove me to this Yet the fault is my own A thousand years inside the moon Perhaps I did not belong here
Home? Surely not I remember you were so dead So ready to be revived I'd have given had I the ability But what little's left I now use to regain myself Prison
by ~babys1stcoffin
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- Current Residence: in the great below
- Interests: Music, Poetry
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko
- Favourite band or musician: The Cure, American Head Charge, NIN, Dog Fashion Disco, Dillinger Escape Plan, Opeth, The Locust etc
- Favourite genre of music: industrial, black/death metal, metalcore, gothic rock and metal...
- Favourite artist: either H.R. Giger or Salvador Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Myself...I'm that good
- Favourite photographer: anybody that takes pictures of me
- Shell of choice: Conch. You can hear the ocean in those.
- Skin of choice: There's not much choice...I have my own skin, and that's that.
- Favourite game: Hide and Seek
- Favourite gaming platform: Trampoline
- Favourite cartoon character: Jack Skellington...he counts as a cartoon, right? Either him or Dagget from The Angry Beavers
- Personal Quote: You just made a huge withdrawal in the bank of lies.
- Tools of the Trade: Some wit, some fabricated ego, and a troubled youth...how cliche, but sadly true
- Website: http://www.melodramatic.com/users/babys1stcoffin
- Email: beforeidie43bwomp@msn.com
- AIM: St Ben the Holy
- MSN: beforeidie43bwomp@msn.com
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