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The clutter of Rust.  for the accusations of your love  My pin has dropped at the tip of my pen.              Did you hear It?   I heard it all through the film   of a sheet      placed roughly on the head  
of an innocent child   meant for the execution lines        in the morning  
      in the dawn  
with the face of fear  
and a mask of hate  
  unknown regions    unfeeling riffs  drop the charade of acciden The clutter of Rust.
by ~shallowrocker15
Speed.Scream, dream,  beg for more  earn what you can, minimal depression  find it, poor cheap thrill  spend that which was earned   
STOP   
LOAD   
breathe   
FLAME   
breathe   
MELT  BUBBLE  BOIL  BREATHE  BREATHE  BREATHE   
 
STOP   
 
grasp;my straws are far away  find, ive been placed on repeat  steal  lie-ugly-   
STOP   
LOAD   
breathe   
FLAME   
breathe   
MELT  BUBBLE  BOIL  BREATHE  BREATHE  BREATH Speed.
by ~shallowrocker15
Upper-Over-Cutfor the accusations of your love.   
My pin has dropped at the tip of my pen.   
Did you hear it?  I heard it all through the film of a sheet  placed roughly on the head  of an innocent child  meant for the execution  lines  in the morning  in the dawn  with the face of fear  and a mask of hate  unknown regions  unfeeling riffs  drop the charade of accidents  find yourself used  abused  unopened  returned  hated  disputed  some say its impossible  the improbable has been proven  the only way to it  through the clut Upper-Over-Cut
by ~shallowrocker15
Black and WhiteBlack and White   
The Highway   
The Island   
 
 
 
Dylan Nelson   
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter One  Reunited   
 
 My cigarette smoldered somniferously in the ashtray, its radiated heat warming my wrist as I palmed the jockey shift. I bobbed with the familiar vibrations of rubber on asphalt, melting into one another, shaking my head to the unyielding rhythm in my head. Always a song for another day, always a Black and White
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  • Current Residence: Texas
  • Interests: Music and photography
  • Favourite movie: Super Troopers
  • Favourite band or musician: Metallica
  • Favourite genre of music: Classic Rock, Metal
  • Favourite artist: i have an almost orgasmic love for monet's work...i fucking love it
  • Favourite poet or writer: Ramie
  • Favourite photographer: www.goodbyes.deviantart.com fucking awesome photography
  • Favourite style of art: dont really have one
  • Operating System: windows bitches
  • MP3 player of choice: Ipod
  • Shell of choice: have a life
  • Wallpaper of choice: have a life
  • Skin of choice: have a life
  • Favourite game: Hockey you pale computer humping freaks, GET OUT SIDE ^^ lol
  • Favourite gaming platform: god...the computer is good for a few things...but during the summer. gaming is not one of them
  • Favourite cartoon character: Stewie Griffin you bastards
  • Personal Quote: "HE KILLED A COP, HE KILLED A COP" "You boys like Mexico?" SUPERTROOPERS
  • Tools of the Trade: drums..paper...pen...computer occasionaly

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