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UNTIL MY WEAKNESS IS CLEANSED by raygore, literature

THE SYMPHONY OF LONELY TIMES.. by raygore, literature

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THE SYMPHONY OF LONELY TIMES..

THE SYMPHONY OF LONELY TIMES PLAYS A DISCHORDANT MELODY, INDEED You've got too much to offer and I've got a written paper note to explain it all away I've got splints in my eyes proof that I was bitten by sickness in my day And here's another paradox of what you've never known- how something regretably unknown ca

For ladyju-san- A BROADER... by raygore, literature

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For ladyju-san- A BROADER...

A BROADER PLANE Stellae "Tu ubi is?" roget? "Adanimus meum invenio" respondeo. See me as I fly through the cosmos Fire is my breath as I scream with joy The force of gravity cannot tether me Existence is my own to make me free See me hold the sun in my hand My playthings are comets like chariots The moon is a mere stepping stone To cross this galaxy of stars, alone. A voice cries out through time and space calls my name, calling me to destiny. Ocean creatures gather around me Swimming through the seas of time Each stroke brings me closer to what I've missed But I've got oceans and a deeper abyss I sleep on reefs th

KILL THE DRAGON... by raygore, literature

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KILL THE DRAGON...

KILL THE DRAGON, KILL THE SNAKE The dragon bites the head of the snake The ground begins to quake and shake from the force And the little ones all hide in fear For they know the beast who kills is here for us all We begin a series of apologies Because we see we cannot stop the seas from running dry In the belly of the beast the serpent knows he lost The greater evil of the dragon conquered his will But what light can make the dragon shrivel Extinguishing himself and his prey forever? See beyond the present d

SWEAT, CONVICTION, X by raygore, literature

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SWEAT, CONVICTION, X

Face your fears crawl in here Summer years winter nights Convicted of self-neglect Getting nowhere- where is that hurry? Here's a song for your lullaby sweet and sickly are the words Come to me if you really are that sick you'll find your healing is to blame. Dry your tears filthy leers Conceited peers- a face game. Never knew (and I needed to know) Path to the bridges wiped clean by the rain (it's gone forever) Here's a song for your lullaby sweet and sickly are the

SOME GOT IN MY EYE -WHIRLWIND- by raygore, literature

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SOME GOT IN MY EYE -WHIRLWIND-

I hear no sound, no retching up frustration's stressfull, sinfull ways exhaust fumes of your feelings in hydrochloric acid drops In every way, for every day insanely splurge on self-restriction while eyes for eyes see tender lives mistreated by themselves. if there is no sound the world is deaf

MY MAGGOT GESTATION by raygore, literature

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MY MAGGOT GESTATION

These words you speak convince me like the cancer I ingest through my fucking lonely lies That my self-deception burns in me so deeply like my lust for paradise And I scream OH MY GOD! what the fuck did I do wrong? I only cried just once for my immoral genius Now the tearing at my eyes is a burning at mine ears and the flavor of my piss is the flavor of my tears and the life I once held dear is the life that I have killed (It's so bitching lonely now in my head.)

THEY ALL JUST GO IN CIRCLES by raygore, literature

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THEY ALL JUST GO IN CIRCLES

THEY ALL JUST GO IN CIRCLES Rotation madness spinning everyday No comfort to mark the passage of your circular gut-wrenching whirl Just a silent rush of wind past your ears as you know you'll never stop. Clamber on strap you in silent prayers for a safe gyration Delirious desire for a safely harnessed [prison] Pining for a taste of this vertigo-inspired adrenaline-laced PANICKED pleasure trip. Just like before (so I'll do it again) But this time it never stops- Did you really want what you feared before? A new way to spin th

SHUNNED THE LITTERBOX by raygore, literature

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I LIVE ON ANTIFREEZE by raygore, literature

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I LIVE ON ANTIFREEZE

You say you feel, yet never speak except to speak of silence. When you are pushed up to your peak such gentle show of violence. Once shining lovely but never again. You push away all thought of pain except if it's your body. You want to fill your life with rain share emotions with nobody. See, once again you hide from me. Sure, it's truth- but all of it? You said you wanted so much. You just don't want to face real shit. Your love is cold to touch. How can you live? Want my antifreeze? I want truth- not all of it. God damn, I just want so much! I just don't want to face real shit. Think I'll use a lighter touch. Look how

OUR LAST REBIRTH by raygore, literature

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OUR LAST REBIRTH

We live on a globe. We await our last, eternal rebirth. The nations of the globe are ruled by bat-eared mongrels who post patrolmen to keep us indoors at night. Not to protect the stars, but to damage the ones they rule. The leaders of the current existence live in fear of the dark. They give us nightwatchmen, not to guard the collective, but to keep the ignorant on a plane. The ignorant ones, who guard the Box with their eyes, all the while poking out the eyes of their own children's future. We are now ready for the Apocalypse, eyes blind and pride dimmed. But it is not the end. For shortly we shall ride upon a cresting wave

SOMETHING CAN'T HELP ME by raygore, literature

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SOMETHING CAN'T HELP ME

Vertical black flat line of free. Imprisoned by all hope in me. Try to see my pain. How could this be? Before you said I couldn't change where you were led. Can't save me now. Descending dark passes my way. Not the first time. Now the last day. I don't want life. Keep me busy- what a sick joke! To think I want of what you spoke. Kill me my- self. The only way- inebriate. Pass out by choice to drown my hate. I want my death. Maybe I'll change but doubt remains. Hope is the bars life is my chain.

DESIRE TO KISS WITH VAMPIRE by raygore, literature

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DESIRE TO KISS WITH VAMPIRE

My love I have awakened like first blooms in the spring. Dead? Love, you were mistaken though orchids did you bring. I live in death not breathing. Last light is falling down now- dew's on the grass, so cold. And I see you walk, so bold- not knowing what's not told. Coming slowly to my grave. My love, I crave your blood now soul hungers for a soul. In life you were the hope that, in death I would still hold. The only way I can live. Beauty, in your life's vapor comes wafting up to me. Craving what you meant in life so magnificently. The only life in my death. Untouchable desire! Please run so far away! Before my ungo

LIVE FROM THE HEADHUNTERS... by raygore, literature

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LIVE FROM THE HEADHUNTERS...

LIVE! FROM THE HEADHUNTER'S EXTRAVAGANZA! Constantly I've hunted looking for the prize I crave. Until my life is stunted. See into my eyes they're glazed. It's only my addiction to what I really need to live. Or maybe my affliction. Or maybe it's the greed I give. I can't really tell you what it is I see, I seek. Bloody stumps continue attached to heads that bleed and reek. Boots tripping over vines running all the time to hunt the innocence I claim is mine. To think it's all a crime I front! See desperate cannibals starving to their death alone. I'll never be able to provide them all with death their own.

SEARCHING FOR A MEANING...... by raygore, literature

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SEARCHING FOR A MEANING......

SEARCHING FOR A MEANING WHEN YOUR TEARS JUST STAIN THE MAP Don't I I'll say try there's to just find one my way. your your what's what's me in show lost Please ne

WHEN KINGS WEARING FALSE.... by raygore, literature

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WHEN KINGS WEARING FALSE....

WHEN KINGS WEARING FALSE CROWNS PASS LAWS THAT GOVERN SAFETY Ink falls to paper as words fall into lines. A sad, dark child's plaything Slightly less than all divine. But higher, still, than hell as far as we can tell. Worship these delights I make with my mind. Suffer stranger pain, alight from what you left behind. Can you create a better hell than what I have to sell? Why are these forms made? What, lord , can they teach? Why do they go unobeyed? Are we so far from reach? Such a touching display of humbled tyranny. Hypocrisy my due. I can tell, but never do. I create what must be due to pay for what I do. We're all s

EXECUTION DAY by raygore, literature

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EXECUTION DAY

Sweeter than the feces of angels is blood on the floor I have spilt. Cast light on the bodies so mangled such a bloody empire I've built. Darker than the day I was born on, this new day enlightened with pain. Suffering soaked as it poured on creating a new human stain. I turned to face the conditions forced upon me by the fake. What overcomes my perdition? Why should I die for your sake? What is it now that I've come to? How terrible this day's sunrise! That casts it's new light to continue to place in my face my demise. I say goodbye to the Earth now shattered, in body and mind. A whole man won't bow to death now, he's gon

LIKE FINELY AGED WINE by raygore, literature

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ARRHYTHMIA by grey-skies-industry, literature

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ARRHYTHMIA

his chances today are in the low 30s- he's already decided he's going to survive this fatal illness. he's not happy the way he is: [doesn't feel like me: i'm someone else fading.] life is not beautiful from behind an oxygen mask, out of a hospital window,

Adrenaline Junky by themyssing, literature

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Adrenaline Junky

I was a work of genius Till I slipped up on the addictive numbness that anti-depressants and painkillers gave me. When I was with you I was always the crazy one. There wasn't anything when high on too much caffeine that I wouldn't do. Sometime that night I changed clothes from a pair of jeans and a black tank top To a dress that I found in the back of your closet and a pair of heels that you referred to as, "Hooker shoes." Despite my amnesia of most of the time spent I can clearly remember sitting on the swings with him behind me. And I had her sit in my lap, and kissed her Because she didn't know what it

More Witches by aadagio, literature

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More Witches

if only silence could take you under if only you could drown in this remorse and sink so deep that you don't feel a thing anymore twisted handles on the doors don't always let you in how can you break the record when you've been so underscored being used so much never felt so good before its not a question of who loves you its a matter of who's there speak your peace and hold your tongue if we remember it won't takes us long the only reason she's not slipping is the reason she still sticks around

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Eye Box by aadagio, literature

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Eye Box

Darling, your eyes They never were blue. Did you think you’d forget? We expected you to. So small and so weakened So you can feel fine. Sleep little baby In shadows of light. The foresting whispers Will color your eyes. Are there are too many trees Foresting your mind? Do you see how I've made you? Do you see how I control you now? Do you want to take me on Or tear me down? Such pretty colors To make it feel better. So many reasons To make it seem right. Never knew what is was You were chasing after Till one day you left me And I left you blind.

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Current Residence: Ohio
Favourite genre of music: It's all about the METAL, baby. All about the fuckin' METAL.
Favourite photographer: I do like the stuff my younger brother does.
Favourite style of art: Just about anything. If I don't understand it, I've got to at least appreciate it.
Operating System: Windows xp
MP3 player of choice: I did have a Zen Nano Plus, but I ran over it with my Explorer.
Shell of choice: ummhh.....sea shells?
Wallpaper of choice: I currently have a Neon Genesis Evangelion one.
Skin of choice: Winamp= Rei from Evangelion
Favourite cartoon character: Rei Ayanami (Evangelion) or Jin (Samurai Champloo)
Personal Quote: "I don't know."

Favourite Visual Artist

ummhhh.....don't know yet, I haven't seen them all!

Favourite Movies

Too many to list.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Illuminandi

Favourite Writers

See above, except change the word "seen" to the word "read".

Favourite Games

Life.

Favourite Gaming Platform

I have a PS2, I just haven't played in forever.

Tools of the Trade

My crazy-ass brain.

Other Interests

poetry, anime and manga, scary shit, figuring out what the fuck people are thinking, music, theatre

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raygore

Apr 4, 2008

Not enough time...

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I'm afraid life in general has gotten alot busier than what I'm used to. What with school, planning for a wedding, work, etc. Needless to say, I have alot less time for Internetivity. I do not mean to purposely ignore everyone here, but priorities being priorities, I must unfortunately abstain from indulging in the massive amounts of great writing/drawing/other art that my friends here submit. Regretfully so. It has nothing to do with emo-ness, just busyness. If you feel a pressing need to communicate, I am on facebook. E-mail me at r.perts@live.com, and I will add you.

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raygore

Jul 3, 2007

Bye-bye...

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RIP-  My damn-ass computer, as of like two weeks ago, is totally incapacitated. Hit by lightning or some shit like that.  No more music files. No more internet the second I wake up, and the second before I sleep. No more blah blah blah right next to my damn head all the time.  Kind of nice and shitty at the same time.

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raygore

May 30, 2007

La Fwatcha

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Work is boring now. I haven't worked on my Viking-ish story, my apocalyptic conspiracy story, or my story in verse about the possessed midieval village at all recently. My lazy ass needs to get moving. Too much crap to be finished before any kind of busyness can start. Oh, well.  If I were to take off my shoes right now, my feet would stink horribly. They get hot when I'm forced to wear shoes. They probably smell like fermented Frito's barfed up by a monkey with a stomach disorder, so my shoes stay on.

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VelvetRain

Mar 5, 2008

Hey, haven't seen you around for a while! Where have you been?

grey-skies-industry

Dec 3, 2007

Hey, Mr. Ray

I fixed up my poem so now it reads 340/60 instead of 30/80

I think this is more accurate, but I'm not sure.

laurythompson

Aug 29, 2007

OMG! you're a GENIUS! Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ? Free to enter, 100k prize. You MUST win it!

ladyju-san

Jul 28, 2007

YOU'VE BEEN HUGGED!

Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)

RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!

thanx

thank you for another

! your wall has been quiet lately!!

VelvetRain

May 26, 2007

thanks again for the