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a broken cyborgAlienated and abbreviated, taken from us squeezed and swollen left and broken. Don’t take this child, this child of mine. Reality calls and I hang up. Wired to technology Technological catastrophe, that’s me. If I am no longer human what am I? The remnants left of the rotting requiem. Remember me. Forget me. As long as you get me. Just don’t listen to the lies, the harmful pollution in his eyes. Beautiful illusions of hope in those eyes. The city is dead, but we still live here. The broken scraps of yesterday are still here. We will never leave here. Don’t ma broken cyborg
by ~Iriseren
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- Interests: glue animals.birdcages. sealife.silly things. cereal. bananas. tattoos and piercings. dino-friends.
- Favourite movie: the ring. donnie darko. kung fu panda. wall-e. tekkonkinkreet. the taste of tea. requiem for a dream
- Favourite band or musician: alphabeat. ladytron. dir en grey. msi. apoptygma berzerk. a-ha. lots of shit.
- Favourite genre of music: stuff from other places.
- Favourite artist: my amazing and talented friends! :'D
- Favourite style of art: poetic writing. gore. experimental/conceptual photography. watercolours~ pretty drawings. grunge.
- Operating System: a shiny thing with buttons.
- Email: stegosawrus@gmail.com
- AIM: Shadow Cupcake
- MSN: pixel-pirate@live.com
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My wings are not of feathers, my wings are of scales.
My sky is not bluish, it's blazing.
My earth is desert and not green.
+ My Eden, you call it Chaos +
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"...And it'll be as if I had given you, instead of s t a r s , a lot of tiny b e l l s that know how to laugh..."
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