If I only my works could one day compare
To thine own works, oh what joyous a day
It would be to find, with my poems' sway,
A love like yours, the purest and most fair.


the turkish desertthe turkish desert is Her queendom and She rules over the vast expanse under the half moon. She is always wandering, atop Her clay bactrain camelthe turkish desert
the goddess with green eyes, followed by a haze of midnight is only seen as a ghost or visions of things which may have never happened


Quatrain April 26th, 2009Why doth thine eyes be sallow still, and pale? Why doth thy smile crooked sit? Regale Me of thy troubles when thou art most frail. Alas, my care is on you lost, or simply stale.Quatrain April 26th, 2009


These TimesThere was a negro man sitting outside of the AM PM; I saw him before, I even gave him a buck When he asked for one.These Times
I saw him again. I didnt give him a dollar this time.
The clerk was teaching a nine-year-old boy To be a salesman.
I cannot stop drinking nowadays, and I cannot stop but notice the women Walking on the sidewalk as I drive past them.
The billowing clouds of our wondrous triumphs Settle around the base of the mountains, resting Like a blanket would around a gaggle of children Who lie on the great cities of ants. &
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I'm a roman candle
My head is full of flames--
Where does the truth lie?
Alternatively, a quote from Bender:
\"What\'s that?! A wolf!? Er some kind of boogin\'?\"
Sorry for the late reply
Thanks a lot for the
Martyna
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Goddam money. It always ends up making you blue as hell.
~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
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-Caos
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Where does the truth lie?
Alternatively, a quote from Bender:
\"What\'s that?! A wolf!? Er some kind of boogin\'?\"
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-Caos
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You know how it's done.
Passing the days with acts of arson I suppose?
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Shon-Lueiss Harris
Juvart Harbeo
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[link][link] ---> MIND BLOWING!!
--And everybody is dancing as the ship is going down...--
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