Rest In Peace
*Taylor*Keeley*Combs*
May 27, 1989 to June 28, 2007
Hello. I am me, and that's all.
Formerly Star of Onyx, Crimson Starlighte, SamJaneSally, and so on.
TODAY IS MY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY----MARCH 8, 2007
MYSPACE: crimson6starlighte
MSN: spirality@hotmail.com
De, dum, de dum, de dum de dum de dum.
How be you, little bitty shoe?
Where did you go, my UNwholesome ho?
Why did you leave, without your pussy sleeve?
Tell me when did you, decide to eat the heart of you?
Come to me, a pleasant surprise.
Drink my blood, and sip soap suds.
Live the ache, and ache to live.
Die to change, and change the day
within your hair
about the air
Of FUCK I'VE LEFT BESIDE YOU.
Today I drank the moon away, within a cup of silver array. The beauty that spilled from that challice, erased all remains of my personal malice. Love, love, love I SCREAM TO THE SKY! I WANT TO LOVE THEE UNTIL THE DAY I DIE! MAY I FLY AMONGST YOUR CLOUDS? COVER MYSELF IN STARRY SHROUDS? SING WITH ME, DON'T LET ME BE. SHOVE ME UNDER THE FLAP OF YOUR WING, SO I MAY SINK INTO EVERYTHING.
Guide to Life...
Dream Pure
Weep Small
Laugh Loud
Stand Tall
Fight for Rights
Bow to None
Listen Close
Put Down the Gun
Always Look
Never Lie
Love Yourself
Never Die
~me
Blahdity, blah blah blah. Today is a warm and sunny day, why so dreary still inside? Why does not the breeze and light caress and soothe one's personal plight? Not to be explained, I believe to be true. May as well not even bother asking you. Or shall I....?
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Tomorrow never comes, never settles blinding hope. All it does is raise our wishes, until we sink down with the fishes, and drown our sorrows in water and salt, and complain to all that it's everyone's fault (but ours.)
I miss the thoughts of yesterday, the feelings that came with. I miss the love that caught my eye, and sent me into crazy fits. I miss the world that used to be, before we all grew so selfishly. I miss the sky that burned so blue, but now just glows with remnants of you.
Ghosts of my past haunt me to this day. Appearing in my dreams, screaming at me with a nightmare. I conquer all within my dreams, fighting for my life and the freedom that I deserve. Will everything turn out this way, a phantom of my youth? Hopefully they shall fade away, as the sun does when night overpowers, and changes the light into shadows of death. Destruction, obstruction, construction of lies. When will I find the perfect place to cower and hide?
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Ramble, ramble, misfit. That is what I call a hit. Smoke it up, blow it out. Contents gone, try not to pout. Hard it tis, to let it be. Wish the world lived as peacefully (as the braincells tainted by my magic smoke).
Are you still reading?
Listening to this babble?
I read, I write, I fantasize. Not only those of sexual nature, but of the escape from reality. We are not born to die. We are born to dream and find our own means of fulfillment, whether fantastical or real.
Art has always been my absolute passion in life. Drawing people and faces, not only the flesh, but their souls...that is what I do.
Everyone is different, with only similarities to compare. If only humans could realize that racism is unnatural, and peace is the way to go, then things would be fine. ...
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But I believe the world has dug itself extremely too deep into the pit of everlasting ignorance. The United States seemed to win the race to the bottom.
I'll love you until you make me hate you. Then I'll probably just ignore you, or scream bloody murder in your face until you get out of mine.
If you want insanity, here you have it. This is me, I am real, no one can take that away from me, except for one person......myself. But then who the hell would I be?
Welcome to my world. Enjoy your stay, or get on your way. It really is probably no matter to me.
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