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Seven

But I dont want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger,
I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.



“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."

My Poetry

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  • cyberspace is the rising oak
    that crumbles the sidewalk
    6 lines, November 2
  • i swear to god it's contagious. it's h1n1. it's aids.
    they wear hats and glasses and surgical masks
    14 lines, October 22
  • who am i on this tuesday afternoon
    this tuesday in the disguise of sunday
    16 lines, 2 comments, October 20
  • they raised a mangled corpse
    soon to be, anyway
    24 lines, 22 comments, September 30

Guest Book

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  • Stride : Nudge nudge! on June 5
    I'm back in your universe again. :3
    Sorry for dropping off the face of the earth...again ><"
    Keep me posted! I have new stuff and look forward to more of your own!
  • libel - on April 26
    jesus, i love the quote on your profile.
    ;]
  • Gibson0918 on April 2
    Unicycles and kaleidoscopes
  • seven on March 30
    let's not spread rumors here. vaginas are wonderful!

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