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Lullaby - 2Soundly,Lullaby - 2
And peacefully, Can you breathe me
A lullaby?
Just before the sickles of the fields Harvest you from my bed? Just before the winds of the sea Carry you from my embrace?
Lend me a song,
To last me my wails and prayers to the gods.
Should they cut their arms and not give you back, I will wait, I will wait.
by ~notalicious
Had There Been TwoDo I get you pregnant? 'Wanna have a boyfriend? Pregnant boyfriend, Meet my pregnant boyfriend.Had There Been Two
by ~notalicious
by ~notalicious
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- Current Residence: Manila, Phils.
- Interests: music, sometimes poetry, humor (of course), boys ^^, and, umm...
- Favourite movie: domino, memento, the three burials of melquiades estrada, the girl next door...
- Favourite band or musician: bjork, tori amos, utada hikaru, madonna, mariah carey, alanis morissette, the cranberries
- Favourite genre of music: alternative, pop, dance, club
- Favourite artist: dali / duchamp / lichtenstein / warhol
- Tools of the Trade: love, destiny, and the first-born children i steal
- Email: angpulapula2000@yahoo.com
- Yahoo: angpulapula2000
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I wanted to destroy something beautiful....
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"When heroes die, legends are born."
very nice to see writters inspired with one of my work : thanks again
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
It means alot to me, that poem and the fave.
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In the place where long grass opens, the girl who waited to be loved and cry shame erupts into her separate parts, to make it easy for the chewing laughter to swallow her away.
-Beloved, Toni Morrison
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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