....i wonder how cold medicine and vodka tastes......WOOO PRETTY FREAKING GOOD.....zzzzzzzzzzz
Ok so heres how im writing poems these days...i sit in front of a blank screen and listen to music while letting me thoughts swim around like drunken sperm looking for a place to pass out....then they fall down and thats what i pull out to write about. i am not a perfectionist so screw you. also, sperm are not in my brain. thats disgusting.
Ok so heres how im writing poems these days...i sit in front of a blank screen and listen to music while letting me thoughts swim around like drunken sperm looking for a place to pass out....then they fall down and thats what i pull out to write about. i am not a perfectionist so screw you. also, sperm are not in my brain. thats disgusting.
- Last seen on Sep 17 3:29 AM. Member since July 22, 2008.
- I'm a emerald dog poet for 8 comments.
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, and quote is "i was the turkey all along...it was me". - I am a 18 year old guy (Australia)
- When I'm not writing, I'm taking small turtles and fusing them with pandas using duct tape.
- I have 8 comments, 7 poems
My Poetry
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Sunburnt prism Blinding eyes that stare2 lines, 1 comment, July 30, 2008. In Thoughts, Haiku (loose form)
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As the shadows move around us slowly, from this ancient tree now dying quietly
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Shaking as I clutch my raw knees to my
bare chest, my fingertips cutting at the17 lines, 4 comments, July 24, 2008. In Thoughts, Blank verse
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xrain dancerx on July 22, 2008hey. did u really try medicine and vodka together...maybe im just stupid and believed that. who knows. but yeah IM me if u want to chat.
*HUGS* TAY.
