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This Means Something For Some of us...This Means Something by ~ver-derharget
For me...
This living nonesense
This constant attempt to seduce soul with my words
This engraving of initials onto the old oak tree
This engraving of initials into skin
This aiming high only to shoot my cosmic load all over my own goddamned face
This plead for acknowledgement
This looking for a hint of reaction
This love affair with mystery
This tearing my blouse to show you not my tits, but my singing, thumping heart
This tearing my blouse to show you my insides. My long intestine.
This attraction to neverending grassy fields.
This attration to possibilities...
Means something.
The Mistakes Do you know how much earthly money it takesThe Mistakes by ~ver-derharget
To fix the mistakes
The God makes?
Or what knid of destiny sets one apart
From one who's body relfects
What one feels in one's heart?
Would you know how long to put up a fight
To take these mistakes
And set things right?
If we could talk to God
Do you think she would say
To Fix her mistakes
Or leave them this way?
Of Which You Spare Yourself... Who chooses to be unaware?Of Which You Spare Yourself... by ~ver-derharget
When living things are painted red
Do you not know or to do not care?
Millions of children with no clothes to wear
Millions of humans barely fed
Who chooses to be unaware?
When you go to sleep and say your prayers
Do you pray for those who can not afford a bed?
Do you not know or do you not care?
When a bride to be is rightfully scared
Of not being a virgin when she is wed
Who chooses to be unaware?
In some "rough" neighborhood where murder's not rare
But it's not your children being found dead
Do you not know or do you not care?
When entire countries are drowned in despair
But it's not you
Sweaters I've got this gloriously teriffic ideaSweaters by ~ver-derharget
It's cost-efficient. In fact, I'll save tons
No boy will be able to sucker me again
I'll steal a sweater from each boy I date
A sweatshirt or hoodie, even.
I'll snuggle into them and never give them back
I will never have to buy a sweater again.
I'll have one in every size, color, and style.
And when it loses that wonderful warmth-inducing smell that boys to have
I'll find a new boy with a new sweater to take
I will never want for love again and I'll never need affection
I'll just swim
In my pile of stolen sweaters
And inhale the scene of a thousand sugar-sweet memories
Nope, I'll never wan
Sta.sh
Great work
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My Soul is Burning Cold
let us seez some mo'.
<333
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See You, Space Cowboy...
Me, Myself, and I
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mmmhmmm
much love
kuh-tree-nuh
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Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.
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When it comes, the difference between a sage and a fool vanishes.
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See You, Space Cowboy...
Me, Myself, and I
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See You, Space Cowboy...
Me, Myself, and I
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