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(no subject) [Sep. 21st, 2005|12:50 am]
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_the_razor_
"Robots Drinking Whiskey. Whiskey Rusting Robots"

The smell of cigarettes are all that fill you lungs. and all that you are drinking from this cup is pure blood. this intermission is all that separates the begining of your life from the end. as the beating of your heart crescendoes out of control. roll the dice. bet it all. snake eyes watching your every move. He drinks the kerosine like its whiskey. you are what your mothers told you never to be. tell the piano player to play it again. faster this time. love her. you know you love her. you know she loves him. sherif is back in town. he's sleeping in the jail cell. dont you just love it when a plan comes through. dont you just love it when their stomachs start to rust through. dont you just love it when they all fall down dead because they do what they are told to do. you're a great face to fall asleep to. you've got a body only a mother could hate. hate just like apple pie. drink his blood eat his body. christ tastes like cheep wine and shitty crackers to me. brush your teeth. this is the last time you'll ever get to do that. tommrow you get to fly high on the electric chair. its not illegal if they dont catch us. program upload. complete. obey the master computer. system error. malfunction. system shutting down. run and hide children. dont forget to kiss your mothers goodbye. daddy has had too many drugs and not enough hugs. the perfect all-american death.
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i call this one: my lazy self [Jun. 3rd, 2005|03:26 am]
TheOpenMic
ediblebutdeadly
hi you
me ed
me new
hate writing
love ideas
love life
love creation

create thoughts
without words
here is me
all i see
love thoughts
love new
new thoughts
maybe u?
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is there anybody out there who can hear me? [Apr. 15th, 2005|09:31 pm]
TheOpenMic

_the_razor_
[The Sounds are Essential |sigur ros]

so heres some poems from the past month or so
and because there hasnt been anything put here in a while
i figured id post them
see if i can get some responses or anything

for i deserve to burnCollapse )
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(no subject) [Jan. 30th, 2005|08:37 am]
TheOpenMic

alabaster_mind
[Feel you |contemplativehappy,thinking,godessly-bitchy]
[The Sounds are Essential |The shins-new slang]

Love Is In Jules-Part 2
you say the world's inside of me
i am the world to you
but you misunderstand,boy;
the love is in you.
for those sweet moment of plain submission
the silent yet unafraid
sinking to your arms' embrace without the feel of rape
or feeling like i'm sexually subjugating your mind,too
a quiet moment between the screams
that no one can ever hear.
you pulls me close,& call me your world
but the only reason I haven't left is because I need you.
because the lifeblood I crave on,the saccharines I sing & rant with,
are inside your ribcage.
Boy,you are Love itself.
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(no subject) [Jan. 26th, 2005|08:16 pm]
TheOpenMic

_the_razor_
[The Sounds are Essential |justin sane "We Found A Place (These Are The Days)"]

you'll find another poem here..... http://www.livejournal.com/community/_elucidation/


"Snapping And Clapping Along To The Beat Of Another Dead Song"

i sit here bathing in this bathtub of crusification
letting the empty hole in my chest bleed away
pink lawn flamingos surround my dirty floor
dirty from all the feet that have gone across it
none to even notice (me) the dirt they are tracking
none to even notice (me) the mess they are making
the mess that they are making on my heart
every step that was taken tugged at my heart
to pull it out of my chest
and now my chest is empty
while now i sit in this room much smaller than me
waiting for these thoughts to subside
oh baby, baby you're haunting my endless dreams
eyes watching me are never seen
these bright lights shown down on me
still found nowhere to be, besides these dreams
and the last place that i saw my sanity
was the first place that we discovered vanity
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(no subject) [Jan. 17th, 2005|07:16 am]
TheOpenMic

alabaster_mind
[Feel you |lost it all....in my head]
[The Sounds are Essential | The killers-mr.brightside]

it's a sunny day now.as soon as the light hit me everything turned to yellow-tint & faded away.i think all i ever was is Shadows.what you see below was written a few days ago.before i frizzled into ash,on that warm,cloudy day.




what times did you have as a child
that made you laugh made you go wild
smiling on a string
come on tell me everything

i want to know
i want to know
i want to know
more about you
i wanna see
wanna see
how to make you happy.

you're my libation
the godess that i drink to
see you floating in the mist
I run for the chase
cause i know you're out of reach
to me at least

kakistocracy
is what you see
that's the terror
yep it's me
i told you to run
you didn't want to
so now you sealed it up
your fate with sealing wax
watch your life wane
as the full moon dies before your eyes.


1-15-05 9:26 AM
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long time no stepping up to the mic [Jan. 11th, 2005|10:44 pm]
TheOpenMic

_the_razor_
[The Sounds are Essential |the get up kids "holy roman"]

"Handclaps And Icicles Through Our HEarts"

so our bible verses are the writing on the walls in the bathroom stalls
kill or be killed is all that i have learned inside and out of these walls
but im a lover not a fighter cant you see
thought love is the thing that is missing from me
so cross out my eyes and make me go blind
cause all of this dosent ease my mind
so much more is expected of me
than of what i am able to preform
with icicles perced through our hearts
we're too cold to love each other
while now i find out that im addicted to a kiss
not just any kiss but hers
but this is only leading me towards devistation
the devistation of my empty heart
im paralysed for good this time
you wont find a bleeding heart thats quite like mine
but with icicles perced through our hearts
we're too cold... to love

~fin

i'd apricehate if you'd feed me some comments on this one
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(no subject) [Jan. 5th, 2005|01:51 am]
TheOpenMic

alabaster_mind
[Feel you |coldcold]
[The Sounds are Essential |radiohead-the bends]

"baby's got the bends &'s really sinkin'
...all the words are falling out of here
where are you now,when i need you?"

When I need someone to suck dry,
you've up & left from my life
I didn't think you were that stupid but
I didn't expect you to be so smart as to go
away from the taproot,the pain you love to see
are engulfed to feel
choke me as I drain you,vampire boy.
Bloodlines shall not save you
they shall not make you
the shall not break you
MANIFEST destiny,only you & yours
leave mine from the spindling threads of fate
measured,woven in,cut to pieces
shreds of timeclips that belong to no one on the floor
I pick them up,my hands guilded with silver
sliding across metal so I can see & feel without them being my own
I don't want,or need,to know,but it's pleasant to
I think that one i'm looking at,
the one with the pair of earrings you admired on me
jet & onyx showed my alabaster skin,you say
head slightly turned,facing towards you
all you've got left is a photograph.
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written 8:47 am 12/24/04 [Jan. 1st, 2005|06:33 am]
TheOpenMic

alabaster_mind
For All Of You
i woke up to a nightmare
a horrifying dream
everything was different
& not quite what it seemed.
the lovers hated me
& attacked with brutal force
the people i thought as enemies
had suddenly become my friends,
we waged warfare on eachother
& on the cruel world too.
the sky was a thousand stars
while the sun played across the rainbow
above me & you;
i'm wondering where that paradise has gone
it was too good to be true
i guess so
maybe
i dunno
i'm a bit too 'nice' for my own good,methinks
in the original sense of the meaning
i love & i dream
but it does me nothing
exept continue fueling my vainity
i drink down the poison
every drop made by lovers
swallowed up at the last minute
only to drown in a fog.
9:41AM-ended




Once a bouquet of Red Pyre Roses,& I am born from the blood & the ashes as an Alabaster Mind.
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(no subject) [Dec. 21st, 2004|03:33 am]
TheOpenMic
exitexeunt
the time has come, the walrus said, to talk of other things - of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings...

bye kids, it's been fun. the recent lackluster posts/comments have kinda made this community, well, not so great.

nonetheless, if you liked my shit, head on over to http://www.livejournal.com/users/pip_helix/ and be my friend. and for the love of all things good and normal, comment, please, feedback is awesome, and i always say thank you.

^^okay, that last bit was lame, but it's true, i always say thank you.
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