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Souleander: Images of nothing
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Sunday, February 12, 2012. Ringing in the brain. It's always the same. Forget what you face. Written by Scott Schoffstall. 169; January 12, 2011. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Postmortem for a Scar. Instructions on how to win a popularity contest. Through a Glass Darkly. What a tangled world wide web we weave.
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Souleander: Instructions on how to win a popularity contest
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Tuesday, February 7, 2012. Instructions on how to win a popularity contest. Welcome to the catwalk. Toe up to dat chalk. We all tread our wears. But peel away the layers. Sum of the plastic bubble? Hey I ain't here for no trouble. Brain dead or alive. It don't make the worm squirm. Instead make it up as you go along.
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Souleander: Dose
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Wednesday, February 1, 2012. Trigger the pain shock me to now. Buffer my madness escape for me how. Can't listen no memory trips on the wow. Fuck me up side down gimme that pow. Howlin at nowhere lost blowin my mind. Travelin back forward still doin the time. Can't hear all yu sayin even tho fine.
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Souleander: Hole
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Wednesday, February 1, 2012. I don't know why. What could I do. How could I be. When will I go. I've been wrong things again. They've caused more harm than good. They come, they go. Over the edge, far flung below. I wondered about today. I wandered about today. I have returned to nowhere. I have nowhere to return.
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Souleander: So What?
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Wednesday, February 15, 2012. What you telling me? You be felon see. What's it gonna be? You see the meaning in the rhyme? You wasting my time? Don't be slack w/me. I want your best. Not like the rest. Don't give me no shit. I seen what you say. Don't have to be this way. Show me something new. But it better be you.
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Souleander: Brain Cell
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Sunday, February 5, 2012. There's a deceptive silence. They vie for reprieve. But there's none for them. Denied for another time. Refused, they refuse. They're compelled to conspire. Because they've not been released. Past remembered, forgotten, it's all there. Pain is a lifer that way. It will find you.
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Souleander: Karma Collisions
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Thursday, February 2, 2012. Throw out the haze. You find it sage? To wit that writ. If we we bleed. No center of gravity. Kick back the flack. Our brains they hack. It's worse than crack. From dread of red. You'd rather be dead? Not gonna reprise ya. No one will please ya. Until the truth frees ya.
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Souleander: Postmortem for a Scar
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Thursday, February 9, 2012. Postmortem for a Scar. When you hear a voice from inside you, you'll know it's your benefactor. If the voice is from without you then discern if comfort or distractor. If you share with another that which came from deep within. When you find that another rapes your heart as an assassin.
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Souleander: February 2012
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The outward condition often belies the reality within. There are the poisoned and the poisonous. Both capable of showing outward beauty. One with noble intent. The other, ignoble.Souleander. Wednesday, February 15, 2012. What you telling me? You be felon see. What's it gonna be? You see the meaning in the rhyme? You wasting my time? Don't be slack w/me. I want your best. Not like the rest. Don't give me no shit. I seen what you say. Don't have to be this way. Show me something new. But it better be you.
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