Miss Her More and More

I want to break youAn All to familiar feelingI want to break you
Creeps up you spine Into the back of your head You feel it like a cold rush A chilling sensation A comforting feeling A feeling of fear The need to beat the thing you hate To destroy it To cut it from the inside out Out Out of time Out of patience Out of energy Losing all that you care for To feel only that which you thought you fixed You feel lost Over exhaustion from a troubled mind Under a veil of what you thought you knew Remembering only to forget All that you loved and cared for Leavin
I Will Cut Her To Pieces
Kill Yourself With Bullets

Advice From a StrangerA pea coat does little to keep me warm, Walking under the bleakness of cloudy skies. Monochrome is stabbed by the firelight of streetlamps, And the spider legs of barren trees shake themselves free of cold, Using the web of electric lines to climb, Into the desolate promise that more winter is soon to come. He talks of beauty, longing, and forgiving. Of clear night skies bowing to the glow of a full moon, And distant tree tops on the edge of sharp architectural lines.Advice From a Stranger
Someone I barely knew told me there was a place in heaven for everyone, That even poets who cant write a
Devious Comments
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The Communist Rockstar
"To become remembered become a Saint. To be a legend is to be a dictator"
-Chris Eggebrecht (1989- )
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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"Fools rush in
Where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know?
When we met
I felt my life begin
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in"
I liked some stuff in your Gallery.
Keep up the good work.
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I can change your view on shit, just click me.
Skim through [link]
it should give you a MUCH clearer picture of social anarchism, and especially and specifically anarchist-communism.
Also, an essay I wrote up pretty quickly last night, that you might be interested in reading, called Solidarity or Bust:
[link]
Haha. I love you.
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A little bit closer
You're lipstick is smudged, dear
Here let me wipe that smirk off....
<3
check out this [link]
if you get some time.
<3
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A little bit closer
You're lipstick is smudged, dear
Here let me wipe that smirk off....
<3
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Firearms:Source
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Live. Love. Burn. Die.
I'll be sure to drop by again!
xxxx
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