

Identity ArchitectI know how the devil sleeps at night He lights the fire behind my eyes He lets it there and I let it lie I know how the devil sleeps at nightIdentity Architect
He lights the fire behind my eyes I shape the light into a pattern I know how the devil sleeps at night The night depends on what I scatter
I shape the light into a pattern Thrift store soul all torn to tatters The night depends on what I scatter The thrill is gone, it is no matter
Thrift store soul all torn to tatters Consequent of the failing light The heart dissolved of mindless chatter I kn


Burning Down the HouseBurning down the house cause the house all ways wins now the winner's gotta pay gonna pay in tears and dreams and when the dreamer wakes again the bells will call them in.Burning Down the House
The churches hold their masses in a special, ordered house. They stand up straight then down again preaching love thy God and all ways win and if your dreams are not His dreams, there will be Hell to pay.
Pay
in dreams,
&n


Ease off the throttle, Big BoyI choked myself with my own hands Talking about inner eye experience Worry about actual experience Dont hide behind your wife Dont ill yourself with life Dont impale yourself on spiteEase off the throttle, Big Boy
Your tragic past has no place here This is where you lose the fear This is where youre finally free In no ones hands Especially not me


It's going to be sweetI can build the light into a patternIt's going to be sweet
The tv stays up late just to make fun of me I watch until lines show from the strain The tv and I argue late at night as it bores into me Its always changing but its never not the same
Iamb uilding a house with the sweat from my hands Im burning it to the ground next week All the melting wood will keep us warm You should come, its going to be sweet
I wrote a poem with something I found on the street in a shopping cart Now instead of being worthless trash It is now a worthless piece of art
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Devious Comments
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wellity wellity wellity
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Make Every Word Count.
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The Prose Piggybank.
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there is beauty in evasion and at times, it's too beautiful that it becomes faceless
i thought you might like the indian cheif [link]
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
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I will marry that boy from the Ramen shop!!!!!!
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
ahh lost, i haven't even really been staying on top of it like i should.
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
I misses you, Lost nights arent the same without you there to shake things up!
<3
Shanpanizzle
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I will marry that boy from the Ramen shop!!!!!!
you know, i try to shake things up
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
i see you have fine taste in music and literature as well.
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Halloween
Go, Halloween
Metamorphosis lycanthropy
Possunt inquam
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
Thankyou.. very well said :]
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Halloween
Go, Halloween
Metamorphosis lycanthropy
Possunt inquam
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
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I know how the devil sleeps at night
He lights the fire behind my eyes
And he lets it there and I let it lie
I know how the devil sleeps at night
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I also have a gallery of photomanipulations right here ~animarta - pop in and have a look sometime... or I might just have to bite ya!!!
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You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul. Julie de Lespinasse
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