Really bad so just past over this post:
Calmness drips down upon me,
I can’t feel the wind blowing on me,
I can’t shiver from the freezing air.
Darkness creeps over the light of the sky,
A single, colorful cloud remains.
Long and not very detailed,
Alone, the cloud survives.
The outside changes,
Expands, puffs up, swirls.
So magnificent.
Speaks to me,
Displays to me.
Made this one today, had to write in a style like Emily Dickinson, but not entirely. A pin dropprf - om yjr do;rmy tpp,.
Yearning for attention.
The bed soft with acceptance,
Was a mask for the unseeable.
In the light - there is only dark,
For I see no truth.
Exposing my name to everyone,
They forget and I die.
I did this maybe 2 months ago, bumping the topic with it since SM asked about it and I hadn't seen the thread in awhile either.
I don't usually use markers, so pardon the shitty grass. I just decided to show wacky tiny green aliens dancing around the campfire, I imagined them making ewok noises.
Shh. Stop thinking. Shh.
Shh. Stop believing. Stop antagonizing. Stop what ever you are doing.
Stop in the name of the law. Stop in the name of love.
Stop reading magazines at the stand. Stop reading books you'll never understand.
Stop being, feeling, knowing, seeing.
Stop praying, disobeying, going for the same fucking thing.
Stop terrorizing through songs you sing.
Stop analyzing, describing, perscribing and denying.
Stop inhibiting, refusing, confusing and rebuting.
Stop discussing, rebuffing, adjusting, rebelling.
Stop being without the elusive clause.
Stop increasing your knowledge, decreasing your voice, being yourself, being a boy not a man.
Patatje mayo, Patatje Pinda
Lekker was het keer op keer
Was het petra of was het linda
In haar mondje heen en weer
Tot de huig gaat hij erin
Nog een kwakje op haar kin
De moraal van dit verhaal
Pijpen beffen of anaal
Anaal Anaal, AHANAAL ANAAL
I did this maybe 2 months ago, bumping the topic with it since SM asked about it and I hadn't seen the thread in awhile either.
I don't usually use markers, so pardon the shitty grass. I just decided to show wacky tiny green aliens dancing around the campfire, I imagined them making ewok noises.
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