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Cyanide HeartLying on the lawn on an autumn day,
I weep with the culms of grass,
long with the leaves on the trees;
with these blind spots in my vision,
no sun, but black holes puncture
this very dreary sky.

Light flares burned these holes in my retinas,
watching the goddess in the evening dress
smoke her cigarette - sunshine bursting
from quaternion equations; indescribable
beauty in thousands of iterations.

I kissed a hundred denatonium
stained lips since I ceased
being rich and now my arm is shattered
and I can't play the cello anymore.

You took the sun with you when
you left and made being alive
nothing but a distant memory.
There is no life wi

Helsinki BayBuzzed driving is drunk driving,
they say. And what if this buzz
is driving me insane?

Your eyes were marbles, filled
with waters from Helsinki Bay.
You never lied to me, or so you say.

I'm eight years younger and fuck
eight times better than the boys
that you have known -

Watching people jump off Golden
Gate Bridge, we combined forms,
keeping awake everyone in the dorm...

Wake up. Rubber touchdown, hard on concrete;
my youth is waning while the mileage grows
by virtue of black hole eyes - And

this my only talent of reading people -
my success comes from manipulating,
coercing and killing the feeble.

Is it blessing or curse

SungrazerThe cost of catharsis was my peace of mind -

and the ability to feel at ease with pattering
cocktail party chatter.

nowadays, metal staples hold my smile in place
and I get sick from the sound of my own voice
ever since I noticed all that still drips from my face
are old insipid lines I have regurgitated
one too many times.

Staring into my empty glass, I feel panic and repulsion
converge in my mind, knowing that neither any number
of Manhattans I could drink tonight, nor the cocaine
we just did upstairs in remembrance of the old times,
will cauterize the memory of answers to questions
I never should have asked.

Not too long

If only you were hereI wish that you were here,
to twist the knife inside my wounds
and be both the devil and the deep blue sea -
to you I sold and in you I sunk my soul.

And yet it's all forgiven now;
I'd give in and give away again,
if only you could be here. You,
your cigarettes, your eyes and hair
wherever I go, you're everywhere.

Life with you was no life;
some sort of paradise, in other words -
so if only you were there,
to drag me out of here.

The Trouble with the Old TimesThe trouble with the Old Times, you know -
the Old Times, the glorious and shiny -
Don't they sparkle oh so beautiful and tiny
from inside their little globes, forever stuck in blow.

Yet all I ever twitch and yearn to do,
is smash the fucking things against the wall -
I hear delusions from the inside scream and call
and sap my sanity with lies I start to doubt were ever true

Back then, in the Old Times, you know -
the Old Times, the glorious and shiny -
sparkle all around; so beautiful and tiny
safe inside my little globe, forever stuck in blow.

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Digital Art / Photomanipulation / Emotional

©2012-2013 ~wannabeliterate

A photograph of my sister that I manipulated in Photoshop. I'm pretty new to digital arty photo manipulation that goes beyond retouching. The resolution of the original picture was a bit low, but I still like how it turned out.

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*DaWonderer Jan 7, 2013

good idea..

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~wannabeliterate Jan 7, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you

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=slowslicksnails Jan 3, 2013 Student Writer

I really like the idea in this and how it looks and all...it's very raw.

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~wannabeliterate Jan 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you very much!

Photography is still one of my passions, but writing takes priority at the moment.

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=slowslicksnails Jan 3, 2013 Student Writer

You're very welcome!
I totally understand. I love photography myself, always have, but am more focused on writing ( always have been, though).

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