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The Boy Who Tried To FlyThe Boy Who Tried To Fly I've a tale to tell about a boy who tried to fly who tripped and fell and went to hell and didn't even die. It begins one brisk autumn morn when the boy awoke for school again he noticed that his hat was torn "Oh what a fool I've been." As he strolled along the muddy streets he noticed in the air a single crow it's wings do beat "Oh it's just not fair." And so the wayward boy they say did not show up to school but ran into the woods that day "Better a crow than a mule"The Boy Who Tried To Fly
Autumn turns from red to brown from
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The Old Maple TreeThe Old Maple TreeThe Old Maple Tree
She sits beneath the old maple tree,
drinking sweet cream and bergamont tea.
She stares out at the lonely sea.
The salt air makes her think of me.
She mills about in the essence of brime,
counting moments, counting time.
She sings herself a little rhyme,
commiting beauty, commiting crime.
She wears a flower in her hair,
and sings her rhyme everywhere.
She gallavants everywhere,
although inside she isn’t there.
What’s sad is tha
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silence essence pestulenceSilence essence pestulence and sencesilence essence pestulence
In the twilight sunlight and nightshade slow fade to black understanding understatement or lack thereof as above so below smile and say hello be that as it may hell no but perhaps in a time lapse turned and twisted path there lay a chance a distant hope at a glance but stuck in a mind fuck snug and safe isolation observation amist the withered bark and mold truth be told as fear it holds a comfort of a numb sort some sort of consolation condemnation cigarette haze alchohol blaze which outshines finds the line of possibility probably the sense henceforth insane explains and changes things let i
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- Current Residence: california
- Interests: music, witchcraft, fashion, peotry, film
- Favourite movie: Salvador Dali's Une Chen Andelou
- Favourite band or musician: W.C. Von der Berc's Gothic Cabaret
- Favourite artist: Andy Worhol, Rich Aunty Cassie, Miss Emily Sleep, Thomas Kinkade lol no NOT THOMAS KINKADE
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, Emily Dickenson, William Faulkner,
- Favourite photographer: Kiss of Death
- Operating System: peice of shit
- MP3 player of choice: vinyl
- Personal Quote: When the shit hits the fan, it splatters
- Tools of the Trade: words, piano and voice, Paint (oil or watercolor), Rusted peices of iron, Pastels, Blood
- Email: gypsysunworship@yahoo.com
- Yahoo: gypsysunworship
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