

The Waters are CruelThe waters are calm, when you are here swimming with me. Its like when I was young, and my senses were sharpened, my focus steady. The waves constant, witty, flawless. Everything is so easy on the inside.The Waters are Cruel
But then I see you, I cannot talk and I do not know my voice. I walk a thin line between embarrassment, and acceptance. I have what it takes. Its in my blood. I am not an idiot. But my mind clutters when I speak, and I forget to think. My body gets wet, and I plunge deeper and deeper inside my head.


Elegy of a ChildhoodEyes closed, We swim through the field, the wind cooling my face. Were just two fish in the sea, Swimming where ever we want in a whirlpool of imagination.Elegy of a Childhood
My holster at the ready, I wait for the clock.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock. And my legs begin to shake, and his too. And we wait. Wait. Wait. Bang! And I fall down.
Into the murky depths. We look for a treasure and I find it near a small cave. He says we should go back but we pr


It Makes the Blood BoilIt Makes the Blood BoilIt Makes the Blood Boil
I see as I enter The labour of an hour, Forced neatly on the wall, Grinded into dust, Floating over the unknown. Two worlds converged.
The pipeline is boiling. Red and hot.
I sit, And wonder Is it for me? And it is. Inevitably. Yet I wonder When she blocks her world from mine- With elbow grease And powdered fleas -If I shall see it in time. Oh to be merged Two worlds converged.


The Movement of MarxThe Movement of MarxThe Movement of Marx
Poor are the days of social pollution, Lenin the mind of the October Revolution. Preacher to the ideas of Father Communism, Sickened by the family of corrupted Monarchism.
Born with the heart of a distinguished teacher, Marxism the tool of this powerful creature. Driven by the truth of workers exploitation, He struggled to achieve human liberation.
Time for an awareness of a Capitalist society, Stand up! to conquer the governmental deity. Rejoice to the idea of equal distribution, Stand up! and take down this evil constitution.
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Do I feel lucky?
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And did you answer Dexter blew the case on purpose so that he could get Rodrigo off the streets for good with a cordless reciprocating saw?
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Do I feel lucky?
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NO PUN INTENDED
i believe you are in league with the butcher
Welcome to dA. I'd like to see some art, have you got any you'd like to share?
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My God, who's that?
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Oh shit run thru the ghetto!
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"Ich wundere mich wie weit es ist zu sonne wenn du ihr entgegen rennst"
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