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:iconporcelainpoet:
this is not the best sign...

you've removed your work, your journals and your faves....

and then you seem to have removed yourself entirely...

I guess I'll no longer be hearing from one of the most wonderful commentors of all time.

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:iconfutilitarian:
pens = friends

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i'm a civil serpent, so a black bic biro for preference.

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:iconpurecoldbath:
Charmingly alliterative, that.
Sophist adder of administration.

Still, the bic is hardly the sort of pen one wants to take home, come the evening.
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oh, and i don't. I have a parker fountain pen with squeezy refillable cartridges. but i never use it, since i write in orange crayon / my own menstrual blood (delete as appropriate)

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Men Together Today
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Oh Fyodor you are the most attractive man

Oh Fyodor you are the most attractive man I know
Your Russian heart is strong and has been bleeding for too long

Oh my lassie, it's like bad acid
It's getting nasty, she knows

Gymnastic whores down on all fours
With septic balls from fucked up whores
Well, I would like to give you more, my lassie

Oh my lassie, it's like bad acid
It's getting nasty, she knows

She knows

Apologies to insect life, what I did was not very nice
A little piece of everyone is bad and can't be jettisoned

From now to then, from me to you
Sometimes you know it goes right through my love

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Favours in the Beetroot Field

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Where the ancient oak leaf clusters grew
The death's-head hawkmoth flew
And something wicked this way comes
The swallow is depicted there, along your fuselage
And something wicked this way comes

I'm not waiting for you
I'm not waiting for you
I'm not waiting for you

It's breaking up, it's getting far away
I used to know what I wanted to say
Please remove your field grey coverall
Your works of nature are unnatural
Are unnatural, are unnatural

And the lake was clear as crystal
The best tea I've ever had
And something wicked this way comes
It starts with love for foliage, and ends in camouflage
And something wicked this way comes

I'm not waiting for you
I'm not waiting for you
I'm not waiting for you

It's breaking up, it's getting far away
I used to know what I wanted to say
Please remove your field grey coveralls
Your works of nature are unnatural

Breaking up, it's getting far away
I used to know what I wanted to say
Please remove your field grey coverall
Your works of nature are unnatural
Are unnatural, are unnatural
Are unnatural, are unnatural

I'm not waiting for you
I'm not waiting for you

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Do you worry about your health
Do you watch it slowly change?
And when you listen to yourself
Does it feel like somebody else?

Did you notice when you began to disappear
Was it slowly at first
Until there's nobody really there?

Increment by increment
Increment by increment
Increment by increment

Oh remember me, yeah oh remember me
Will you remember me?
Oh remember me, yeah oh remember me
Will you remember me?

Did half of you pass away
Oh what about the other half
Oh what about the other half?
Whatever

You're all part of the same old fucking regime
With someone taking it out
Whilst you were putting it in, it in

Increment by increment
Increment by increment
Oh let me be your instrument

Oh remember me, yeah oh remember me
Will you remember me?
Oh remember me, yeah oh remember me
Will you remember me?

Oh remember me, yeah oh remember me
Will you remember me?
And from the here and now unto eternity
Will you remember me?

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Jesus fucking Christ, oh God no

From the moment that you realise
Most of this ain't real
To the moment that you decide
Shall we go out tonight?

And we'll swim from these island shores
'Til there's a fear of drowning
A little fear of drowning
A little fear of drowning
I think that I can see you
And I would give my eyes to see you

Oh little England, tonight I'll swim
From my favourite island shores
And how long has it been
Since you have seen so beautifully?
So beautifully

All the money in the world
Won't help you now
The only way is down

But you know from way out here
There is a little fear
A little fear of drowning
A little fear of drowning
A little fear of drowning

Oh little England, tonight I'll swim
From my favourite island shores
And how long has it been
How long has it been?

And how long has it been
Since you have seen so beautifully?

Oh little England, tonight I'll swim
From my favourite island shores
And how long has it been
Since you have seen so beautifully?

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:iconvioletsnowground:
this is so unique. nice! i like.

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