Soulswipe

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Chaos theory by Soulswipe, literature

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Chaos theory

We sat around the fire feeding the flames with stories long since dead, dried by the kindness of time, laughing at our worst moments without even the need of a bottle. I told you, that night, of a time when you didn't love me but still would let me kiss you without even being able to hold your hand. The flames rose higher when you spoke of me and how much you hated me in that summer that never ended. I thank every butterfly that ever landed for causing you to look away so that you might see me again.

Of Elder Days by Soulswipe, literature

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Of Elder Days

Where in that summer's light is the power to stand tall despite the weight of a world unforgotten borne with less than dignity? Where was it in that moonlight night, with the moon so bright we could not see the stars, was the power to suck the marrow from life and smile with each new perversion before me? When the Seasons have gone, when the night has passed, when the land has failed, I could not see but for you. I looked past you that day and saw that you had stolen my joy in life only to keep giving it back, and more. Every morning I face a bloated sun, corpulent in that Georgia sky, until I find my smile in you again.

It Begins by Soulswipe, literature

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It Begins

The first thing I ever knew about her was that she wanted to sleep with me. Imagine my surprise to find out that this beautiful creature had any kind of interest in me. She was beautiful at 5’5 with long black hair and wide hips. She had a way of walking that made one think of swaying which was accentuated by the patch smack dab in the middle of her ass on her favorite pair of pants. I loved to stare at that patch. This was, of course, more than I could handle as an awkward, geeky, and virginal highschool pseudo-intellectual. I couldn’t believe that this girl, who was as smart as she was beautiful, didn’t see through me in a

Who is to say? by Soulswipe, literature

Subjugation by Soulswipe, literature

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Subjugation

The light of the lamp would seem to light my way as pen made its stain on the pristine page. The hand that guides, the head that thinks shake as the world stands still. Who was it that made misery so contagious? Now is the time that winter ends, Now is the time that the summer sun shines down, but I cannot help but miss the the dieing skies when all the world was bleak. There is nothing so depressing as happiness complete.

Indicting Artemis by Soulswipe, literature

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Indicting Artemis

Once when the witching hour stood, quivering, newly strum the cauldron portended duplicitous futures. You held yourselves lightly, time our game, until I watched the clock strike with your hands. A face once upturned cried as rebellious hands pulled up up the whole deck and sent it marching off the plank peeling off the bottom from eternity, eternally. "You say you don't know when I mean' spat the Hanged Man from beneath his cardstock prison "and I am sure you won't know when you are" he accused of a liberated Popess swinging from her own words. Marching with Seven Swords in hand a dream inferred sets about crucifying his own ties

The Persian Race by Soulswipe, literature

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The Persian Race

Yes ,I am of that forgotten race who look upon God's burning face. While making flames we make haste lest we feel his scorn or distaste. Yes, I am of that rebellious race who fall prostrate before fires grace and curse the day the Arabs came whom gave to flame our sacred fanes. Yes, I am of that fiery race who scorn your priests and your castes. While with your blood on my hands I disapear, smiling, into the sands. Yes, I am that vindictive race! Who before the Arabs heard trial and case but now with sword tightly in hand Ill take back my holy land.

Ode to Atalanta by Soulswipe, literature

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Ode to Atalanta

The lover's distanced languishing sigh hardly provoked such a dangerous thing as Diana's champion, Atalanta. With visage more dangerous to poets than the whole of petrifying medusa's stare, calling suitors more surely than a siren with the same deadly assurance. Should the poet be forced to fall behind even though he flies with loves wings and borrows pegasus for a steed? Scarcely have you need of a competitor, the victor filled with the false honor of your hand will surely fall prey to Cybele's hand while the loser's heart you take before his head. Oh Atalanta! Cold maiden and virgin warrior! What else is locked in that prison

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Television by Soulswipe, literature

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Television

I took the six pack of beer to the near-empty refrigerator and set them on the upper shelf next to a Domino's pizza box half filled with my staple food. Ha hadn't touched the pizza I had left for him, no surprise there. I don't think he had eaten of his own initive for about three weeks now. I took out all the regeants of a nutritious meal. Lettuce, carrots, an apple, and a large chunk of glazed ham found their way from the depths of a shopping bag onto the counter next to a decrepit blender. Since I was waiting I decided might as well prepare to clean him off a bit before dinner. I went to the living room to see what tools I would need for

With Surety by Soulswipe, literature

Poets Are People Too by Soulswipe, literature

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Poets Are People Too

Cruelly you abuse me, attempt to use me, make fun of me for receding into verse and pen. Maliciously you bruise me, in this vain attempt to abase me, but i wont be cast down Your ignorance astounds me, constantly hounds me, and proves me to be better than you. You hate me, try to break me, and for this I have to say to you. HEY MOTHERFUCKERS! Poets are people too! __________________________________________ Alternative Version: Cruelly you abuse me, attempt to use me, make fun of me for receding into verse and pen. Your words surround me, as your fists pound me, But I will never be like you You dont understand me, so fo

Fantasies by Soulswipe, literature

Residence by Soulswipe, literature

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Residence

Within this place I reside, It is in here that I hide- This place I attempt to call my own, this place which will never be my home. Posters hang on the wall and an antiquated door leads to the hall: Books not of my choosing, a desk that is not of my doing. This chair isnt my own, and is far too tacky for my home. No CD's will you find, for those I must leave behind. These white walls contain me but will always fail to maintain me. Surrounded by harsh white which glares menacingly in bright light. I wish for a home.

Cryptic Vaults by Soulswipe, literature

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Cryptic Vaults

Am amber flower marches feverently forward, followed by reverbing footfalls that refelct off long forgotten buttreses and hidden arches. Bones gleam and skulls grin in quasi-light as skeletal figures tapdance their way up gilded walls. A crimson flower marches stately forward, bobbing in time to some unheard rhythm, Flickering in some silent tune. Inconstant light reveals trinkets of jade and gold which gleam in the light of madness. A rust flavored flower marches frenetically forward chased by echoing footfalls, which beat in time to a ghastly rhythm. A macabre dance twirls 'round the ebony flower guiding it into its new home.

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May 25, 1988
United States
Deviant for 18 years
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Soulswipe

Apr 23, 2008

Who knew

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I was alive.

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Soulswipe

Dec 15, 2006

In the course of things

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Much as I miss the carefree month of September its remnants must be washed from the front of my page. How am I is a question I get alot of these days and one which has remained wanting of an answer. I am a student and as thus am wonderful. I have been independently studying so many topics lately that even I am proud of myself. Mythology, psychology, and even the occult have been but a few victims of my scholarly vampirism this past stretch of time. Other than that I have not much to say. Im making my life hard outside of my education. Decided to give the whole Vegetarian thing a try thanks to a terrible influence I know. Im riding a bike to

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Soulswipe

Sep 18, 2006

Life or the lack Thereof

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I Assure You, dearest human, That I Am Quite Possibly Alive. I Am Even A Trifle Bit Playful As I Make A Joke Of You Reaing This, sincerest friends. I Needed Another Entry To Announce The Posting Of Many Photos But I Am Not Emo Enough To Update On My Status. Goodbye.

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Thanks

thanks for the fave!

thx bro

keep rockin dude!

Bon-Mot

May 23, 2008

Thanks for the fave man! I appreciate it

PerfumeRose

May 13, 2008

Oh my Ford, I have been watched! How delicious I feel.

S14n1Fa

May 22, 2008

oh my Ford? Is that from the book Brave New World? Would you guys have a look at my poetry. You seem to know what your talking about. The harsher critism the better!! Thank you

PerfumeRose

Jul 12, 2008

Oh sure, if I get the time... its weird being asked that, it makes me feel... respected and all. Thanks!