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love is a battlefield.

love is a battlefield.

07/01/2009 18:22
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06/08/2009 22:53
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cobra commander

06/04/2009 14:38
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Somehow, somewhere….I am fearing, the weight of the world disappearing. As endless movie plots and melodies of nonsense dance through your brain. Well, was it everything you hoped for? I’ve fallen for the feline treachery once again. It all started with the dearly departed, the elite. Paranoid in peace I sing a song about beauty, life, peace of mind, the remains. You’re like a fist, facial expression implies this. You’re a prolonged kiss in a moment of bliss. But don’t worry, no one can see you when you walk away empty handed. Not even remotely close to being unbearable.
I am a deleted scene, I am a no whammy, I am the red cloud and the glowing man, a daydream tablet. I’m downstairs with my swollen head and I love you.Take a chance on it, put on your red shoes and dance on it. It’s your favorite sonnet baby, so act like a lady. My two day long headache turned out to be radiation poisoning, but I only looked into the sun when I had too much time on my hands because idle hands are the devil’s playground. The last night was the night that everything changed, but tomorrow is a new day.
Today I woke up and saw her face in the paper, missing. It’s a girl I know, I see her face every day. God I wish she would just stay. Turn me to ice, your madness is beauty. Little angel dancing in her own world. While your orchestra plays it makes me smile. It reminds me of when I was free. When I had fire in my eyes. Now i’m frozen in time, waiting. Somehow I forgot about redemption, redemption left me behind. All the shiny things keep me on my toes. When it snows I can hear it, it’s a song that sounds like heaven. Little angel dancing.
I’m waiting for the air to clear, and I can’t seem to forget you were here. When you walk away you look just like a rose, then everything slows down with you. You’re such a new design, but i’m fine. At times I think that I am you and you are me, and we are images waiting to be free. Polaroids. This is pure bliss whether I hit or miss.

06/04/2009 14:27
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“let the right one in” charcoal and paint

“let the right one in” charcoal and paint

06/03/2009 04:38
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spray and marker paints

spray and marker paints

06/03/2009 04:37
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tech pen stipple

tech pen stipple

06/03/2009 04:36
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bustin’ makes me feel good.

bustin’ makes me feel good.

06/03/2009 03:23
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things could be worse…

things could be worse…

06/03/2009 03:18
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.useyourmachinegunarm.

06/03/2009 03:00
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