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new method desperation
Contributed by
scooterhyme
on
Monday, 22nd March 2010 @ 09:31:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
surreal
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more stuff about jaded stuff
At 3am the movies dictate i sit in a chair drunk on a carpet this is my personality i love the external it reminds me of the fair knock those bottles down and feel that numb quality they always ask me if i like to feel but i always ask if from just one perspective everything that is seen is seeing from its reel it all cancels out after the holy zero we aren't perceptive
cellphone poetry (i wrote it on my cellphone its trendy)
art died my art teacher lied they thought it would set the pace for the human race a noble invention really just psycho extension
i like to smoke while i write cellphone screen distraction fiend humanity on my right
My world is quite the contraption free thought can stand in a world without a strand the righteous will be the last faction
truest sentence (write the truest sentence you can (Hemingway style) and then make another)
the truest sentence i can ever write just so happens to rhyme with kite
my ordinary life stained with the surreal i say damn this fog it won't yield
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2010-03-22 21:31:05] (Date/Time posted on
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