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We are the Chosen Generation.  Chosen by slipups with condoms;  Fumbled, back-seat choices  With no deliberation   
We are the fruit of fruitless marriages.  Marriages barren of Love,  Barren of Commitment.  We are abandoned puppies, forsaken by God,  Turned into wolves by the cold  Blackness we were left in.  Left with no meaning, purpose, plan  In the rubbish heaps, the filth  Of our predecessors.   
We were raised in flats, single rooms,  Sleeping in the fag-ash of our parents  Surrounded by fleeting, grey truths  That dissolve in our hands  &nbs

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ThunderThunder  Rolls over the sky and crashes  Here.  In this place  The thunder explodes into  A million little sparks that rise up:  To fuel the rain that drops on the  
Endless, beautiful, hopeful fields,  Below the high mountain that catches  The Thunder. Thunder
in Open on 1/25/07
Cloud dancersWe are cloud-dancers, writhing and pulsing to  
Unheard tribal beats,  
Intertwined, pushing hard against the ground and each other:  Pushing to leap out, to fly  
Into the wild, glorious expanse, our minds dulled and sharpened.  Then to drop again into the downy white,  Dripping with star-sweat and blinded by the dance: Pupils wide.  Grinning hard, breathing harder,  Burrowing deep into the cloud to rest, souls weary from the exchange   
Let me dance like this always. Cloud dancers
in Open on 1/1/07
Mountains and the seaNo matter how much water you carry,   
Or how much of the land you bring;   
You will never bring green to these mountains   
Or fill the abyss of the sea.   
    
And yet, though so very different,   
Seperate or opposed though they be;   
The height and the depth, the dust and the drench,   
Are now gardens, growing in me. Mountains and the sea
in Open on 12/23/06
LoveTo love something with so much passion,  
With such exuberance,  
That your body claims it for itself,  
Clings to it,  
So that to be without love is like a death;  
Death that makes Life  
Seem cold, distant, grey, lifeless:  
That is a powerful love  
Felt by few, longed for by many.   
The dependance of a child,  
The desperation of an addict  
For something that will not let you fall. Love
in Open on 5/8/05
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    toohot_22@hotmail.com
  • Current Age: 20
  • Current Residence: London
  • Interests: music, writing, singing, reading, playing guitar/ piano
  • Favourite movie: Million Dollar Hotel
  • Favourite band or musician: Radiohead, Tool, Flaming lips, Miles Davis, Tracy Chapman, Elliot Smith, Polyphonic Spree,
  • Favourite genre of music: Dunno love them all
  • Favourite artist: Van Gough (how cliched am i?)
  • Favourite poet or writer: Too many to count, although ill try when i have more time
  • Favourite game: Ancient Domains of mystery... and any final fantasy
  • Favourite gaming platform: Anything by nintendo
  • Personal Quote: summer grasses-/ all that remains/ of soldiers visions
  • Tools of the Trade: pen and paper, baby!

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~grey-heart:icongrey-heart: Mar 27, 2004, 9:48:40 AM
heyo! i love ur stuff! its really great! ^_^
keep up the kool work!! ^_^
=bydumbo:iconbydumbo: Mar 14, 2004, 4:11:32 AM
welcome to DA................ :hug:

*bydumbo

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~Wothan:iconWothan: Mar 1, 2004, 3:42:46 PM
Hello man! was impressed by your poems!! will recommend them to me friends! thanks for your comment!
~insomniartist:iconinsomniartist: Mar 1, 2004, 2:44:44 AM
Hello!!!!!!!!!!! :wave:

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Living makes me sick, so sick I wish I'd die.

"It's like, even when we win... he wins."

"I, uh, I don't even know what a poopaw is."
~SandCat:iconSandCat: Feb 29, 2004, 1:07:10 PM
Boo ^_^

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