Sta.sh
Anxiuosly approaching my spring-term exams.
It's damn boring being stuck inside in springtime (which we now have in Norway)
More later...
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The world has ended All that is left is the Woman…The world has ended by ~Crisippo
And myself.
This is a letter from beyond time, beyond reality. From a place where radioactive winds scour the land and the water is poisoned with chemical waste. Where gigantic machines of war and production lies in heaps of bent metal. There is no longer a world.
It began without warning. So subtle where the first changes that an entire generation went by without realizing. Rich prosperous nations lived in happiness but under the surface there was smoldering unrest. The poor folk trying to eke out a living, while pleading the rich leaders for help. Their prayers usually fell on deaf ears. But it all began i
Sinful SinfulSinful by ~Crisippo
Sinful
Sexy
Sweet as candy
Mandy
Brandy
Make me randy.
Harder
Leaner
Makes me meaner
Husband
Lover
Just a wiener
Lonely
Only
You control me
Talking to paper when angels Talking to paper when angels sleepTalking to paper when angels by ~Crisippo
Who is the man behind the mask…
The one who says hi, but never enters inn
Is this some demon prying on my mind or is it my true soul tormenting my spirit?
Am I man or woman? Right or wrong? Good or bad? True or false?
Indentity is a beautiful word. But what is identity?
Who are you?
For a moment the answer is clear as crystal, as the starry sky on a summer night. But in talk the edges are blurred, in the face of strangers the borders seem shifting.
I feel unfaithful to myself… A cheat, some kind of con artist pulling a bag over my own head.
I cannot stay true to me… my relationship with myself is fa
To whom it may concern To whom it may concernTo whom it may concern by ~Crisippo
This is a letter.
This is my letter.
This is my life and this is my letter.
My letter.
My writing upon the world.
My hand over living flesh.
How is your letter?
Can anyone hear you?
Is your hand in the hand of another?
Are you living flesh?
I want to be living flesh, because living flesh is life, love and happiness.
I am a letter.
I am not flesh.
We are all in the void. The void is in us.
Can you change it?
Can you become living flesh?
CHANGE IT!!!!!
CHANGE IT!!!!!
Anxious 
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