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  1. A tribute to my hero

    I went to high school with this guy. We would have graduated together, but I graduated a year early. We weren’t friends, but he said something once that really left a positive impression. He was running for sr. class president and his opponent was a girl. Someone said he should say something about how he was the right “man” for the job and just take some jabs at her gender. He stood up and looked that person square in the face and said that he wouldn’t make himself look bigger by tearing someone ...
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  2. Das Gegenwärtige.

    Ehmals verlor mein fliegender Blick in des Lebens
    Künftiges sich, und ich schuf dann, was mir Wunsch war,
    Fast zu Wirklichkeit: seine Freuden
    Hatte das schöne Phantom!

    Denn das Gesetz der Mäßigung wurd' ihm gegeben,
    Wurde gethan mit der Strenge, die zu Hofnung
    Leitet: aber der Wunsch ist dann selbst
    Thor, wenn er Hofnung verdient.

    Freue dich deß, das da ist! so sagt' ich mir öfter,
    Als dem Getäusch ich es zuließ mir zu
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  3. Sociopath

    by , 07-23-2008 at 01:18 AM (Filtering sawdust...)
    What is sociopath in your own perspective?

    Secret Killer
    I've never told anyone before,
    But I've known for so long.
    Since I was a little girl,
    I was twisted,
    Before I knew the difference between right and wrong.

    I knew I was f***d up.
    I knew I was sick.
    So I've always hidden
    My true self.
    I was a f***ng genius,
    A psychopath from birth.

    When I was little it was so easy
    To disappear,
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  4. Masquerade

    Masquerade

    Her eyes watched
    from behind the mask
    while the music played
    from somewhere far away

    Drawn by the song
    she drifted away,
    leaving a trail of feathers
    in her wake

    Ascending each marble
    step within the spiral,
    alone but for the burning flame,
    hidden away in the shadows

    She accelerates with each
    stroke that beckons and guides
    her way; heart beating
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    Updated 08-20-2008 at 07:52 PM by Dark Muse

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  5. Seven IS a Good Number!

    by , 07-22-2008 at 08:47 PM (Kiz_Paws Bag Of Trix)

    [This is one very lazy miniature schnauzer.]

    Happy 7th Birthday To My Dog, Pepper

    Seven years of :

    stinky doggy chow
    liver cookies
    wet noses in my ear
    howls at thunderstorms
    postal workers threatening to sue me
    but

    Seven years of a warm fuzzy companion who I just cannot live without.

    Thanks for being
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