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Never Heal

painstakingly chosen the words that have you frozen pain making your heart go ice cold
now that you've raised my ire my mind is lit on fire i don't have any other place to go
but the place where i want to hurt kick you when you're down and leave you in the dirt dirty is how i feel using words to inflict wounds that never heal never heal never heal never heal never heal
so i sit back and appraise the hell that i have raised the devastation i have left behind
no amount of tears can eliminate my fears what

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HyperionIt feels so meta, Talking about the process. For me? It is so organic. Every experience I have, every song, every film, every book, every poem, every friend, every day, is a seed planted in my mind. Under the right conditions, (usually at 3 in the morning, always without warning) something grows out of the inspiration. Something wild, something free. It's almost scary, &n Hyperion
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In Your Melody I BecomeNow the music completes the change in me, Somehow, it seems I become amorphous, and with each chord, I can see infinity. It flows through me as if I am porous. Hum along as bridge segues to chorus. Heart is beating in tandem with the bass. With lyrics that know more truth than Horus. Parallels to my life I can not face. So, can I acoustically make my case? Tell me. Am I to follow Dylan's path? Am I a sonic youth, leather and lace? Can you smell the teen spirit in my wrath?
It's just my life in the form of a song, and what can I do but sing along. In Your Melody I Become
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dry spellif you are the revolver you've already been fired does this mean that everything is over already? i've just started i'm so young is there nothing else out there? have you blown the rest of my chances? i have to say, you seemed to good to be true the situation didn't scare me and i liked who i was when you were around i felt self-assured, protected
but who knows what's to be when the gun's been turned on me? dry spell
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BluffSex, drugs, rock your role. Sell yourself 'til you get sold. Act your age, you're not very old, tonight.
Talk the talk, the walk's for suckers. Profanity's for motherfuckers. Your time has come, good luck, tonight.
No one knows what it's like to get respect. Not yet. But we'll pretend we understand the way the world should be. We'll try to fit into this shit, Sacrifice our innocence We're playing dress-up, just for now, until we learn just how to...
Grow up, get a job. Clean your room, you lazy slob. Lit Bluff
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Writer's Brick Wall Is More Like It

Sat Sep 19, 2009, 3:12 PM

I think that Writer's Craft class has sucked out all my creativity. It blows.

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Mood: Lazy
Listening to: She Walks by Choir of Young Believers

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Well...
I'm nearly 18.
My passions in life are music and writing.
I sing nearly every moment of the day, when I'm not singing, I'm either listening to it... or at school.
I've been writing poetry and song lyrics for years.
I have a thing for rhyming, though I can sometimes break the habit.
Caffeine is my drug of choice and my wacked sleep pattern is proof.
I write the best past midnight.

Music = life.

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