The Man Who KnewI fear that man,The Man Who Knew
the man with the taut skin and wasted eyes,
the one who in fifteen years has lived his life in imprisonment
dwelling in the shadow of the banker's demise.
He who has heard the Sirens sing and Odysseus cry,
has spent time learning of our foul faiths and customs,
regretfully, only to be sentenced to die.
Yet only by a scarlet letter did he live,
blighted was the banker's greed in succor,
by a realization and sad momentum he give.
The banker begat with a sorrowful kiss,
to let live, gave him permission to wander,
wandering, w
Lackadaisical HumorPeople and their humor lack a convergence with mine; either they have some strict mannerisms to what and how things should be or inclination some affluent, obscene territory. For me, humor is just improvisational.Lackadaisical Humor
An Ode to AnonymousAnd it is only you I tarry up,An Ode to Anonymous
to look at your face in such disparagement.
You are the effigy of my opposition,
the negation to what my ulterior motive is and you displease me
to such an extent that
I would love to mock you and bring you to
that gully of a person.
An ode to you, despicable person.
Understanding "Diction"1. As of now, a scholarly child searches through a book, to bring up to date her vocabulary because her senses are not "joined" today.Understanding "Diction"
2. In another place, a family on the father's side are in debt, hiding somewhere safe.
3. Outside the friends wait in excitement, in the meeting place near the home. I was given an understanding.
4. Up and down, a police man would survey a criminal, only to see himself.
5. Somewhere north, a driven someone (rubs together his hands) warms himself thinking of tomorrow with his significant other. To him she's comparable to a preciou
People
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=indonesia
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DAMN IT I'M AN ARTIST NOT A DOCTOR!!
but I'll give it a try anyways X3 *pulls out a chainsaw
Woah.
Wait.
YOUR REAL NAME IS SIMONE? WHAT LIES.
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Harro!
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DAMN IT I'M AN ARTIST NOT A DOCTOR!!
but I'll give it a try anyways X3 *pulls out a chainsaw
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tatinho
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Things about you vaguely come up to my mind.
It's like a softly floating cloud, isn't it?
The sky gets higher and higher, and the air gets more chilly.
What are you feeling? I was wondering alone.
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PLEASE HELP [link] , READ AND SPREAD THE WORD, PLEASE! [link]
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:: Eye ::
*deviant-ARAB
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