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Embers of Your Day by ephialtesx, literature

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Embers of Your Day

Embers of Your Day Morning, awake to find yourself Lose yourself in cotton sheets. And if all of time could burn away And then these memories recede. You awake from this illusion Which your heart wants to deny. Will pretend the day is there And at night, you ask to die. Lay your head on the cold desk The wood so tangible to feel. Not even with that knowledge Could it make you more real. Walking away with the same image It never seems to fade away. The half-life of your memories Just sit and wait as they decay. You make it home one more day And you ask yourself "how did you"? You tried so hard to stay behind You begged your

MeCHaNiCS--my rose by ephialtesx, literature

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MeCHaNiCS--my rose

Mechanics (My Rose) Each night I wish to close my eyes, I wish to die and decompose. Everyday I give a little more, To feel this bleeding rose. No matter how I follow, I cannot repair this toy. What is to become of me, The wiring of a fate I cannot avoid. Leave behind washer and bolts, Those that I earned, and trusted. But I roamed too far, too deep, My joints then became rusted. I broke down by my bitter bloom, To steal tears from the envious moon. Like my bloodless, chemical life, It stings and burns, not to be over soon. And so I live this tasteless life, Idle and reaching for the sky. Can't move, can't breath, Can't t

From Ashes by ephialtesx, literature

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From Ashes

...from Ashes ...And everything was precious, until I covered it with soil. ...And everyone became so fucking sure, and then they bred turmoil. ...And everybody loved you, their choices forged in red. ...But then those flames you held inside, became so cold and dead. ...And so I ached for one caress, a single taste, but it denied my skin. ...And her days go by much quicker, the night recieves her sin. ...And you forget the stars and then my face, my name you only ever know. ...But the soil awaited your return, from ash you came,...from ash you'll go.

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Dead Skin Confession by ephialtesx, literature

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Dead Skin Confession

Dead Skin Confession When I breathe in I bring it closer, Close my eyes, exhale, and pretend pain goes away. You stole all my freedom for yourself, Were your reasons worth my nights and my days? You decieved me in such a horrid way, And it was burried in my mind forever. the halo stolen away in vain, Dug in deeply, the innocence was severed. Could I ever stop questioning where to lay the fault? Maybe on you for the deceiving. Will I ever know just who to blame? Maybe me for just believing... I try and burn away at all the memories, I tear down the walls of my mind. Forever plagued with the shadows, that were never following in

Uti Possidetis-in despair by ephialtesx, literature

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Uti Possidetis-in despair

Uti Possidetis(..in despair) Overdue feeling and thoughts, Crushing my very tired eyes. Waiting for something to break through, Waiting for nothing at all. Once upon a time I fell, And never regained the control That I never trully aquired, But knew that I could feign. Clenching those memories of pain, And the tangible nightmares. Can't walk away from it, Can't walk from what I hate. How sour and spoiled the taste of it all, But I continue to savor it. Hide in the darkness again, Look out at the passing world. With the burning tears in my eyes, And the firey hate on my mind. With the bitter pain in my flesh, And the comfor

Beguiling Goodbyes by ephialtesx, literature

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Beguiling Goodbyes

Beguiling Goodbyes put your face back down, strip away all the make up, re-examine what's left, take a chance to make it right. encourage discourage encouraging, dissolving christ in a glimpse. beyond the grace and shame, is the blood of the mislabeled jars. destructive recognition of self, to bring it up to your head. puzzled pieces have no wonder, the seed replenishes the wish. gently carving at my visions, razor edge of a butter knife. birth the spark that creates life, send it death with ragged wings. living with the wisdom of hate, depravity seeps under the doorstep. crashing existence can be beautiful, chaotic though

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ephialtesx

Nov 30, 2002

...and then there was that!

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Well, seems like I never update this, so I thought I'd do it. Just posting something so that the old journal entry goes away...and dies! I might put up a little list like everyone else in our little circle has. If I do, it'll be some other time, I am just too tired to do it now. Crawl...   ~youknowwho

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ephialtesx

Oct 1, 2002

??!?!?!??!?

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I'm listening to spineshank deliberating my next steps. should i post razorblade's serene attrahent...or write a poem and use it as a pic? fuck. maybe i should just post the other dead one, and then i'll post the decaying pic. what should i do....? hmm...forget it. i'll do it tommorrow. procrastinating once again.   ~ephialtesX

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ephialtesx

Sep 19, 2002

Wheee!

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Today was...cool. I got out of my joke of an English Class and into a suiting Honors Course. :-)  I'm happy today. Well, I'm gonna try and work on my website. I think I'm gonna put all my submissions there. I'll make them pretty and stuff. haha. later.   ~ephialtesX

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Apr 10, 2003

Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.

You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.

I offer only the truth, nothing more.

Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill

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