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Fight The Man!
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Tell me have you seen her, the raven-haired, ocean-eyed, diamond of my hope? Her beauty is so exsquisite, maybe not to all, but her eyes alone entraps me, raptures my very spirit and pulls me in. In what? I wish I knew, because I am trapped. I probably am another victim of her Helen beauty. But I feel secure, brave and unafraid. In this place I am inspired to continue my search. My heart pumps with a passion unfelt by even the most romantic heroes of all eternity. Perhaps I am to exaggerate, too obsessed with those eyes, that smile. She is powerfull too, her words flee from her razor lips and confound and amaze me. They are simple words, things even you would say, but the flow and the volume, the nuance is striking. Her sweet parlances blind me, as her visage dumbens my mouth. The love of her touch, her elastic smile that expands and snaps when she sees my face, her essence alone is enough to make a good men cry, and kingdoms crumble. I met her I was spellbound. Her name is...
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A mite lil' poem
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So softly the snow bites the heels of men,
As they run, fearfull and fierce,
Raging and swirling, their looks vivid and tense,
And their faces flush and their knuckles white,
Hair greasy trailing horizontal behind their heads,
Sailing on their Puma treads, they dash from death,
Human is their plight, steaming with the spirit,
All the hellfury and spam and porn are waiting on a pire
Perhaps if they fall the flame will wail,
Ill and weary pours the truth that,
Rich and famous, poor, old and young,
Only all are human and die just the same
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Shit I like:
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African CultureArt and ArtistsAsian CultureBlack CultureBooks/MagazinesCountercultureIrish CultureMovies/TVBluesHouse/Hip-HopIndieSka, Punk, ReggaeR&B, SoulRock and PopPC GamesPets/AnimalsReligionScience FictionGolfIce HockeyTravelWeb Publishing/Design
I especially like movies, I hope to be a filmaker, I am attending a hands-on course at UCLA this summer, I do abstract art and I write about my torment
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