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Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

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Monthly Archives: November 2010

never get me

People always have to poke at everything. You do what you do and you do it well because you do it the way you want it to be done.

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palpitation

So take your crooked smile and drive it back into your world, I never thought a heart could beat so fucking cold. Head in the clouds, stuggling for air  – you’re flying solo in a history written in pairs. Life tied to death, love tied to hate – we’ve all got our problems, but you’re waiting […]

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WUT?

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the truth will send you falling

This cataclysm is cracked, old & dusty, its hues of fire and ember, charcoal and ash – predictable. I want an end only in the shades of amethyst, jade & sky candy blue. Glowing much like bubbles across the horizon, ravaging & popping in child like glee & desire. Enormous toddlers rolling along summer lawns, […]

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burned every bridge over the troubled water

Fuck education for a decade and 3 years of headaches from my peers. ‘Cause now I realize I could have learned more on my own, they taught me how to know everything except my soul, which is everything I need to grow – Everything that keeps me whole.

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4:56 A.M

Sanity is subjective & open to interpretation. We are parts of the same collective, warm bodies to serve our nation. They want to control your perspective & stop you from getting ideas above your station. Think too differently and you’re defective, a strange kind of aberration. Psychiatry is protective & built on a strong foundation. […]

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stuck outside, looking in.

Now this might be another incident where I would have went way beyond what I should have done, but I can’t change the past and now I’m stuck in the present. At least look at where I’m coming from, instants to take a life, but days to dig your grave? Life ain’t fair but that’s […]

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Rain

Rain Everyone wants to get out of the rain, wants to be free, wants to see no more pain. We’re guaranteed that the season will change, ’til then, I’m keeping sunshine on my brain. When the drops hit my head they leave a stain, everyone wants to get out of the rain. We cannot avoid […]

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sleepers

Now lately I’ve been thinking maybe I’ve been putting myself off like I shouldn’t – dog eat dog, do what you gotta do to keep your heart beating, and while you might finish on top, karma will be creeping. You know that when you come crying back I won’t be the one listening. Get on […]

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some sense of security

We’re talking straight hate without right reason – remember kids, you can’t lessen shit without a lesson. So until your mouth stops spitting sounds off, until your fists start firing rounds off – Until you peel the mask off, strutting like all bets are knocked off. Eyes blood shot like you can’t doze off until […]

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dumbed down & numbed by time & age

Lately, all I do is think, got a knot in my stomach and a sting with every blink. Regrets I can’t count on fingers and a life missing links. Now it’s got me up all hours at night – Who am I kidding? I never slept…I never sleep, this ain’t right. But now I finally […]

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for being a vegan you sure like beef

Pockets stacked and bags all packed, a cigarette-kill town with whiskey on it’s breath, and the tab? I’m done payin’ it. Lifeless loves & loveless lives. Buried youth – we pray for empty deaths to empty skies.

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