January 2012
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Paint In An Angry Room Color #5
What Do You Do When Poetry Isn’t Enough?
Where Do You Go When Your Brain Won’t Let You Leave That Space?
No One Likes To Lose.
Not In Battle.
Not In Life.
And Not In Love.
Fuck These Words.
And Fuck The Feelings That These Words Forge.
Even Dipping Your Toe Into The Shark-Infested-Bitter&Cold-NeverEnding Ocean Of Indifference Called Love Is Enough To Set You On A Course...
I Wish..
I Could Share My Life With You All, But It’s Just Not That Easy.
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Someone At GQ Is Butthurt
“Pal”
He Told Me Everything I Need To Know About His New York Credentials.
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I Want To Write You Like I Mean It [Final Version]
I Want To Write You Like I Mean It, So I Can’t Afford Getting A Mental Block When I Think To Paint You. I Know It Won’t Be Hard To Conjure Up The Colors, Knowing With You, It’ll Always Be Something Vivid. With Ease I Brush My Easel Against Life’s Canvas Of Love And It Begins To Fill Up With The Most Vibrant Words Known To (Wo)Man. A Mosaic Of Young Love Filled In By Capsules Of Time We Spent...
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December 2011
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SANDOS!
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