Dr Wolfram Tarant• Show poetry

Empiezo en la sala de tiburones...



Do we really want... Do we really need... A b astard messiah?


Mark these words
   On his grave...




Can't you imagine how good going through this will make you feel
I promise, no one will ever know
There will be no chance of you getting caught
They never loved you anyway
So come on, be a man
And do what you are compelled to do

I can hear the voice
But I don't want to listen
Strap me down and tell me
I'll be alright

I can feel the subliminal need
To be one with the voice
And make everything alright






Like the last sunset, your eyes left me and I died in wait, until the next time your amazing gaze met my cold body.




I'm in love, I'm in love and I don't care who knows it!!!!


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!   -     -                     Is that you moatilliatta?
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And if I get drunk well I'll pass out on the floor oh baby, you won't bother me no more


Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


"and if these are my friends, if this is my home, if this is how i spend my nights, how i communicate, and demonstrate a love of life. my eyes roll into the back of my head, if these are the last words that i ever said, no i'm not ready to die just yet"
-Against Me!


"When will you come convulsing to my basement?"



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     Who brought me here?
                        Forsaken, Depraved and wrought with fear
      Who turned it off? The last thing I remember now....
   

                      Who Brought me here?