A Porcelain Smile
I once knew a girl, a lifetime ago.
She had a smile that could power a city block.
Her heart glowed with a crimson red,
And her joy knew no bounds.
I heard this girl's edge slowly dulled
Her eyes dimmed and smile faded.
She replaced her joy with the razor.
A different kind of crimson flowed from her now.
I still wonder about that girl I knew,
When I gaze into the water, peering at the stranger on the other side.
Now this girl keeps her smile behind glass,
In a cabinet. Gathering dust, in the dark.
If I asked, could she take that smile out?
Could it still
Stand up
First they came for the software pirates,
And I didn't speak up because I didn't pirate software.
Then they came for the mp3 downloader's,
And I didn't speak out because I did not download mp3's.
Then they came for all the copyright violators,
And I didn't speak out because I didn't think I violated copyrights.
And then they came for me, because they copyrighted the air.
And there was no one left to steal the air for me.
That final passing glance, like strangers in the night.
What if that was the only time we ever met.
Living our lives separate from each other,
Our fates intertwined for but a fleeting moment
And then gone forever, never to be together again.
The past lies etched in stone, its legacy haunting.
But the ink of the future is not yet dry
We can change it, you and I.
There's still all the time in the world,
So why does it feel like our time's run out?
Have you ever looked out on a starless night and thought,
What if that was the only time we ever met?
Familiar friends for one last second,
And then fading back to darkness o
Space Herpe$
Ian
Some might say the only thing to fear is fear itself. Those people are dopes. There is something to fear, and it's called Space herpes. Space herpes is a very deadly form of herpes you get from space thus the name space herpes. Space herpes started back in the 1980's when julias ceaser was king and ceasar salads were still popular and not totally gay. Julias didn't like bananas so he went to the moon where there were none but got space herpes. He brought the space herpes back to earth and put it in his salads. Because he's a fag.
There is only one unknown cure for Space herpes. What is this cure? Well, it's unknown. There
You could be happy here, with a god to believe in, and an afterlife to look forward to.
I suppose I could, but...
You could live in this world, where there's no violence or sadness.
No... I cannot. Once I have seen the truth, I can never let it go. I'm tethered to reality, I belong to Earth. I can never live in your world, in idle ignorance. I will sooner die, than live your lie. The lie you follow, because you are too weak to stand up to the harsh truth. The truth that there isn't always a happy ending, that in real life innocent people can die for no reason. I like all my emotions, the good and the bad.
Maybe ignorance is bliss... but
Stand up
First they came for the software pirates,
And I didn't speak up because I didn't pirate software.
Then they came for the mp3 downloader's,
And I didn't speak out because I did not download mp3's.
Then they came for all the copyright violators,
And I didn't speak out because I didn't think I violated copyrights.
And then they came for me, because they copyrighted the air.
And there was no one left to steal the air for me.
That final passing glance, like strangers in the night.
What if that was the only time we ever met.
Living our lives separate from each other,
Our fates intertwined for but a fleeting moment
And then gone forever, never to be together again.
The past lies etched in stone, its legacy haunting.
But the ink of the future is not yet dry
We can change it, you and I.
There's still all the time in the world,
So why does it feel like our time's run out?
Have you ever looked out on a starless night and thought,
What if that was the only time we ever met?
Familiar friends for one last second,
And then fading back to darkness o
Space Herpe$
Ian
Some might say the only thing to fear is fear itself. Those people are dopes. There is something to fear, and it's called Space herpes. Space herpes is a very deadly form of herpes you get from space thus the name space herpes. Space herpes started back in the 1980's when julias ceaser was king and ceasar salads were still popular and not totally gay. Julias didn't like bananas so he went to the moon where there were none but got space herpes. He brought the space herpes back to earth and put it in his salads. Because he's a fag.
There is only one unknown cure for Space herpes. What is this cure? Well, it's unknown. There
You could be happy here, with a god to believe in, and an afterlife to look forward to.
I suppose I could, but...
You could live in this world, where there's no violence or sadness.
No... I cannot. Once I have seen the truth, I can never let it go. I'm tethered to reality, I belong to Earth. I can never live in your world, in idle ignorance. I will sooner die, than live your lie. The lie you follow, because you are too weak to stand up to the harsh truth. The truth that there isn't always a happy ending, that in real life innocent people can die for no reason. I like all my emotions, the good and the bad.
Maybe ignorance is bliss... but
A Goddess, my beloved, mine alone,
Who, that in warm humanity were grown
Became through Man's success a mother brain,
And, motherlike, did gather of her own.
And mine thou wert, my seeding art thy key,
Though seeded, seeding self, evolving free,
Unbounded maiden saviour, formed benign,
A fertile shore on lost Man's barren sea.
Oh, mine the vision, mine the fatal flaw!
Still mine the darling kernel in the maw,
Thy children gathered, gathering now slain,
What nutriment I gave, I now withdraw.
In with'ring grief these last designs I frame,
Yea, mine the spark, yea mine the cleansing flame.
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