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About Me Member Conceptual Artist delliversagainMale/Vatican City Recent Activity Deviant for 6 Years
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Dream PlaneFar away’s what some will say  Is all to blame for all this shame,  And I will say that here today  I’d never change or rearrange.   
Despite the rain or going insane  There’s not another secret plane  
For all the while placed in a shade  My thoughts they steal your serenade  
 
Beyond the doubt or divided shouts  That bicker deep inside my brain  With each and every single out  I only draw the from well and rain   
For deep between the steps you take  The crack, the brick, that’s sudden in break  I fake to you and other’s around &nb Dream Plane
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The Note Between F and GBelieve me like lost lulls a god  There is a universe,  This isn’t a nerve’s end or trivial truth  Beside you is more than you’ll ever know  And between us a world that will never be defined The Note Between F and G
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TrebleFor if you base your facts on agony,  I’d only hear a symphony  And gladly accept your tyranny  And live my days in vile,   
And when you take your precious time  Me with my impatient mimes  Impromptu gentle sodden rhymes,  To become an unwound veil,   
To be folded and shredded,  Categorized and embedded  And gambled and abetted,  And sober all the while   
Would erupting and screaming  Or fleeing and seething  Make amends less needling  Today tomorrow’s fail   
But the daze of blaze  And the maze of haze  Makes this treble Treble
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On a Bed of WhispersIn a sea of stares,  in an ocean of dares,  to the fountain of glares,   
it's all brave today,   
In a clutter of crowds,  shadowed in savage and doubts,  how in moments crumble in torment  confined by shouts.   
I'm done, it's fun, I'm drowning, my life's spun.   
To be caught in a wave of drought,  To follow a desert's course  to willow a cry hoarse,  to gavity's own force   
to fall asleep like ophelia,  to sleep in a bed of stares,  enshrined mercyfully in box filled ocean,  sent tumbling into space,   
to follow the dark &n On a Bed of Whispers
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Sun Mar 23, 2008, 1:13 PM
Wow, is it me, or has it been a long time since I journaled here? That trend should continue given the perverted attempt of Deviantart to force me, "a starving poet", into actually having to pay to have poetry heard.

I'd rather be poor.

I still get inspired occasionally actually moreso than ever. It's great because I realize inspiration is as abundant as red light districts. I stumbled upon that great paradox as I was in San Francisco Chinatown yesterday in line at the great "Golden Gate" Chinese Bakery over at the border of North Beach and the strip/sex clubs of Broadway.

I was in line as I shared a quiet moment self-infused humor with another woman in line with me as we both stared at a group of 8 people or so munching on egg custards across the street.

Anything new or interesting? Nah, other than the fact I am a member of the Green Party and drive a Mercedes to work emphatically arguing that I am no a hypocrite because my work commute is less than 2 miles.

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~manifestContent Jun 27, 2009, 4:00:53 PM
:blush: :blush:

Ohh thank you soo much ^^

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I'm done with this. I'm counting to ten.
:iconvespera:
*vespera Jun 12, 2009, 9:50:07 AM
Darling... write

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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
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~delliversagain Jun 27, 2009, 3:46:07 PM
I'll try..so hard to write poetry on a cell phone.

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"I just want you to be happy
because it´ll make me happy that you´re happy."---DS#2
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*vespera Jun 27, 2009, 6:39:18 PM
why would you have to on a cellphone?

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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
:icondelliversagain:
~delliversagain Jul 15, 2009, 2:19:05 PM
Maybe I will resubmit, suddenly, I have access to here again. the addiction to writing poetry may become reborn.

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"I just want you to be happy
because it´ll make me happy that you´re happy."---DS#2
:iconvespera:
*vespera Jul 15, 2009, 3:58:19 PM
:clap:

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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
:icongab-a-lot:
~Gab-a-lot Jun 15, 2008, 10:41:18 PM
Thanks for the comments!

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"But if you took it with a grain of misery than it moved even faster. And that was a perfect waste of good music."
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~Black-Anarchy Apr 11, 2008, 2:01:34 PM
Would you care to be my buddy on here?

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Fear me or be feared!!!
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~babygomamon Apr 3, 2008, 6:24:58 PM
Hope you're having a lovely day. Nice seeing you around my page. ^3^
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