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"Get Drunk!"
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters;
that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's
horrible burden one which breaks your shoulders and bows
you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what?
With wine, poetry, or virtue
as you choose.
But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace,
in the...
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Sleep away the anger.....I'll miss you all.

The hands on the clock move backwards for no man, I will bend them!

Till tomorrow, I will defend them................... till tomorrow....I wil fend them. ......................................
OFF!

Spread out across my soul.

The shell splayed open for all to see.

Bits of glass spew from the carcass, a fountain of sin.

Each breath I take, One stone, one broken bone.

Sticks litter the roadside, my body left out to cry.

Rumors of sunshine, ears bleed,... remorse for me?

Still, around the hands have stopped.

Dark, Damp, Cold.......................Hunger for the old.

See the light?....It's a cold flame in the mirror.

Gingham dresses for one and all.....The trees are short, the flowers tall.

Bloody sheets on the floor...may the beast sleep no more.

Fond memories of the younger days...to old to feel the pain.

Yesterday so long ago....have you seen this hunger?

Will tomorrow feel it grow?

The weathered bolts have gone missing.
The head sets askew,pain deep inside swimming around with no outlook for resolve..
The spine crooked and bent, shutters under the jolts of discomfort...up and dowm, up and down, the tears....
Eyes open wide, shut them tight, open wide again.....
Blood boils in the spheres......clearly I can no longer see.
look at me you coward, show your origin.....so that...
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Forgotten, I can't seem to remember where I was going....So I wisperd to the dusty imprint of my foot in the sand.
Eyes closed for a moment, head arched back as if to look into the bowels of heaven.
I felt the light showering me, but not a drop could I see.
Dancing pictures in my mind. One by one I could see them fall,...
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Empty is the water that flows through my soul,Passion turns the pistons that motor my bones,
Cobwebs and soot litter my chest, fortune favors not the cheaters of death.
Downward and inward I can feel the pain, long time left has no energy remainded.
Silence it shatters the delicate ears, monsters and demons shout the whispers I can hear.
Dry brittle blood clogging my veins,...
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Holy Shit!!!!!!!!!...... Life just has a way of picking you up by the nose hairs, kicking ya in the Balls, and rubbing your face in the shit!

Is the space behind your knee the same as an armpit?

Alone I walk the path of the lost, looking for the begging of tomarrows end. Traveling in the dust made a thousand years before. The sky a canvas, with great beauty painted upon it. Dancing pictures, stolen day dreams, all the worlds forgotten moments... Tears from the heavons slowly begin to drift downward, kissing all whom break their course. I, the recipiant of this gift....
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So, I can't take it any more! I seem to have it with me all the time, but never know where it is when I need it. I looked in my desk, and in my pockets too. I looked in my car and on the floor. I asked a stranger, and they seemed put out. I guess I'll have to keep two eyes out.
I...
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