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a thousand ants marching.brash and infatuated we often made love in public places unaware of eyes and ears attached to clouds and treesa thousand ants marching.
it was never in your nature to be so indiferent but with me {you say} the act comes so naturally that your only worry is to have me in the moment then not have me at all
aruba's piers speckled with flecks of my skin ground raw from our hastened acts of desperation
now or never to leave this moment untouched would be more of a sin then the blatent act of adultery we are so skillfully cultivating
and i, i have never been so drunk your co
by ~mrssmithtakestheday
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- Interests: pencils, bubble baths, marlboro lights, gin and tonic, sand, vitamins, ocean, tumblers, theatre
- Favourite poet or writer: Eliot, Byron, Yeats and Gibran
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Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
Long time, no me.
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If I'm not writing, I'm just sitting here changing oxygen into carbon dioxide. Like a baby. A little shit and piss factory, maybe one day a man. Be a man today, motherfucker.
I havent really been on deviantart at all, only to download the odd wallpaper. Also poetry hasnt really featured in my life at all in the last 18 months as acdeamic pressures increase. However recentley after going to a talk about Wittgenstien and Poetry ive been thinking about it again. So it was a really nice suprise too see you commenting on my page, i may even think about coming back on to deviantart just to comment on peices and see if that rekindles the fire.
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"I believe. I believe. I believe..."
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"Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish has been caught will we realize that we can't eat money."
"I'm carrying the fire."
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