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Wistful Poet

So any thoughts on this weekend's royal wedding?

"If you are faced with a dissappointment or a bad situation ask, will it matter in 10 years?

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Well, I expected to be served more expensive wine, more expensive weeding ring, and a longer kiss on the balcony :). Personally, I wouldn't like to be part from such a fame. It just keeps someone attention for nothing. But a anyway, she was cute. The old lady - still the same, without intention to give the throne :).



The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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Didn't watch, but the coverage from the street was hilarious on Jon Stewart because, well, it was the truth, the people asked all said why are we paying for this when we don't even need it nor does it benefit us. One stronger than most. Lol it's a social affair and nothing more, it does not make waves economically nor politically since a talking banana could do a politicians job as well as the royal family can if it had enough charisma.. most westernised societies have moved past such ambiguous showings of class division, why can't they? Cause history is an excuse.

/social nerd rant/

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"Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends.

There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh."


"I don't believe you."


"Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume.

To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart."

"There's a starving beast inside my chest
playing with me until he's bored
Then, slowly burying his tusks in my flesh
crawling his way out he rips open old wounds

When I reach for the knife placed on the bedside table
its blade reflects my determined face
to plant it in my chest
and carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins

Hollow me out, I want to feel empty"
-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreaker


"Sky turns to a deeper grey

the sun fades by the moon

hell's come from the distant hills

tortures dreams of the doomed

and they pray, yet they prey

and they pray, still they prey"
-- "Still They Prey" by Cough


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