The Defeat Of Broca10/8/08The Defeat Of Broca
The Defeat Of Broca.
Broca, king of words – he screamed his orders, That forced his men into difficult situations, Ditches and battles – a few casualties, He didn’t really care – he always said what he needed
To say.
Invasion. Bombs fell from the sky – he dodged But had no time to speak. A mess to clean up all on his own – every man Dead. His eyes drank in the entire image.
A cannon had smashed through the wall, Right through the stomach of a man he’d Ordered to stand guard. Arrows s
Never Safe10/8/08Never Safe
I’d have killed myself if I hadn’t dreamt About the images that would haunt you. But wouldn’t you let me if you could see The images that haunt me?
My imagination is a little too good, A drop of trauma is a glass of poison, Everyone has motives and I can’t help But think that they’ll be evil.
And I just want to feel safe but I’m not I just want to feel safe but I won’t be I just want to feel safe but this mind Makes that impossible.
I’ve seen too much evil too young The world isn’
Dont You Know15/7/08Dont You Know
A minefield covered with an illusion Depicting some kind of life. A fool’s eye couldn’t see through. Those who can are medicated. A conspiracy to trick the mind.
Don’t you know and can’t you tell Your eyes aren’t working properly? Don’t you know and can’t you tell Pieces are missing from this jigsaw?
Cracks run through the concrete, Holes destroy unlucky hearts, Explosions sound with every step, And this is falling apart, And the bigger picture is hidden.
Don’t you know and can&#
The Creature7/7/08The Creature
The Creature.
He took me damaged under his wing, The only thing I wish I knew was that He planned to crush and keep me there, Fed me poisons dressed as cures, And wiped away tears with sharpened claws, Which are always digging into that spot right between my shoulder blades.
He’s going to stay right here, And never leave. I let Him get too comfortable, And He’s going to stay. And I’m to blame.
He flies overheard with illusions in front of glass, Snatches them away when I’m running too fast to s
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the whole point in life is to drink tea, eat scones and own a fobwatch, i already do all of these things, hence macking me the king of fobwatches, tea and scones!
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-i'd rather be hated for who i am than loved for who i am not-
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A sincere artist is not one who makes a faithful attempt to put on to canvas what is in front of him, but one who tries to create something which is, in itself, a living thing.
::: William Dobell :::
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"I am not in denial, I'm just selective about the reality I choose to accept."
"I color outside of the lines..because I'm a radical!""
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A sincere artist is not one who makes a faithful attempt to put on to canvas what is in front of him, but one who tries to create something which is, in itself, a living thing.
::: William Dobell :::
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