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FOOD FOR THOUGHT.

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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.

Dylan McAmmond
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"That's really the only thing that matters to me, is that I make art for a living. And if I make art for a living... I win."

Author Archives: Dylan

buy me a suit

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it was written

Countdown to twenty twelve, in a time machine all by myself. The past moves so fast and the present’s not quite the gift I’d thought I’d wrapped. Stuck pages flipped with finger tip spit. I’m just looking for a sleeping pill that puts me down like a fist, and keeps me up under eye lids, […]

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joy

In a time of need only few can see what’s wrong, millions tend to crawl but only those who choose can make it through this all. only few can sing like lions ’cause we sing until we’re gone, and we’ve got each others backs until we’re back where we belong. a woman held my shield […]

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gold & diamonds

My eyes feel like acid and the only thing heavier than my limbs are my eyelids. I’ll dry-whistle a slow tune, while you wet my lips, in a void of semi-consciousness, and that’s all this ever really is. Exhausted air pulled by exhausted lungs, escaping puckered lips in broken song. I’d sooner run than tag […]

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hungry

I guess I just can’t get you out of my blood, it’s always a waiting game, I’ll be tick and you be tock, and I just don’t understand how love could never be enough. Fuel yourself on what you never found, what you never had, and never got. Never felt, and never touched. My tissue’s […]

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HAVE HEART

we are young, we have heart: born in this world while it all falls apart.

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beauty

“Oh, Beauty is a beguiling call to death and I am addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren” I don’t understand women and beauty. Who does? I don’t think they even understand themselves. Not in the aspect of their own identity but how they play these games. I can’t wrap my head around it. […]

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Kickstarts

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perfect

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religulous

Rational people, anti-religionists, must end their timidity and come out of the closet and assert themselves. And those who consider themselves only moderately religious really need to look in the mirror and realize that the solace and comfort that religion brings you actually comes at a terrible price. Religions are maintained by people. People who […]

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LEGACY

The older ones will all tell us, we can make our lives sublime. And when we leave, to leave behind us footprints in the sands of time. While time is still passing on, we know our race will soon be run. But we can strive to be extraordinary – and leave a legacy bright as […]

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hello brooklyn

What are you and what constellation where you born from? Are you from this universe? I think I can see fragments of your soul and you glow different then most of those stars far up in the sky. Were you born from one of the craters that make up the face of the moon? When […]

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