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fat sprite

Friday, February 17, 2006

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you know, everyone has a pair of devil & angel
telling them the right things at the wrong times
but i only have a pot-bellied fat sprite
constantly bugging me to be lazy and stupid

posted by peenutkew  # 09:34  3 comments

happy voodoo day

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

i dont care who you really really are
underneath that skin you scrub to shine nightly
and beyond that dusty bible you chant to my ears

as long as i know. you've never meant to harm
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posted by peenutkew  # 09:09  1 comments

temperature

Thursday, February 09, 2006

it felt like rocketing up in full speed
my incredibly quick recovery, dumbfounding
i began to conceal myself, i felt lesser and lesser
one relay that i've insisted to run on, alone

just sucking on The Tablet of Might
i was racing the shadow of my weary body
with the lights coming from my back

this race will only end with me on the ground
shadow still ahead

somehow amazed plus amused
somewhat haughty
i sneered.
funny how love could have ever brought a tear to me
funny how the pain that trailed so deep into my chest
just doesn't make sense anymore

this avid strength in my hand, it begins to scare me
it becomes heavy, so suddenly

one instance too long to bury, too quick to alter
struck like a poisonous dart on my neck
what feeling is this that feels so fucking familiar
dreadful yet warm.
the temperature that sits nicely in moderation
i kept pushing it away to find
that i cant even touch it to begin with

i need to seek that spot where i cannot feel
how did i ever stray away

posted by peenutkew  # 08:55  0 comments

the

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

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muse

posted by peenutkew  # 07:44  3 comments

give me a break

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

or maybe two.


i have no time and energy to paint
but i will soon, i miss that brush
and i miss the feeling i get
when my hand starts to tremble
upon painting a thin, fine line
like finally, there is fear
there is something i might not be able to do
paint a perfection.

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cry me a fish

i craved for fish soup
and i made someone sad
yet i really loathe anything sad now
keep the tears, n cry me a fish
(least i could eat it)


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aysha and i

she stands strong, though u know
her heart is weak n brokened
she broke your heart in return
of kindness and true love
too much love that it killed
as she fell and she said
"run, leave me to fall, hard
on the ground"
aysha plays a game




i feel superb
i looked back, each time
amazed at how quickly i've travelled
far from the place i tripped
and got my knees brokened

i was getting myself wasted
practically drowning my sorrows
with too much toxic
but i have been drinking heavily
in joy n celebrations, of late
aint that a fucking good sign?

ah okay, i'm so lazy to go on typing

posted by peenutkew  # 04:57  2 comments