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The Sun and its Magnifier

Oh, tis a game children play, pointing focused light that stays. Watch as ants dance under the power of the magnifier and the sun.
Yet amidst innocent laughter, the sun frowns upon the magnifier, for being a tool so often used to cause misery to the accused and the sun.
But unbeknownst to all the magnifier takes the fall for the sun's source of power. Should anyone be blamed for fire tis' the magnifier.
Two ends of an argument neither here nor there, one cannot destroy without the other while the other is useless wi

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rubik's a cubeMy life's like a rubik's cube people scramble me then decipher me with endless formulas and strategies
or they just throw me break me into pieces before fixing each piece back one by one
they take hours to solve me or minutes, even seconds for to some i'm complex but to most i'm simple
i'd be a 9 by 9 if i could then i'd be your companion on the bus, train or
in the toilet
but if it proves too confusing simply drop me and pick me up some other time
life as a cube, you've got to be square & rubik's a cube
by ~LandonCarlton

4.32amFluorescents, so bright they sting my eyes strangling, suffocating, scorching exposing me to a world in its harshest conditions.
Click. Darkness envelopes wraps and surrounds without mercy oppressing, overbearing and omnipresent pair watching my every move.
If thought and speech were free why do I pay the fines; bearing the weight of the world, judged by both light and dark? Run. 4.32am
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peacethere weren't any conflicting voices, no confusion, despair or agony.
just the peaceful sound
of the tyres against the road and the flash lines, of the passing tail lights.
at the cross roads i finally came to terms with the tearing and pulling; where the trees parted, revealing a clear path ahead - thorny
but the blood to be shed would be cleaner
than the times i bled for you. peace
by ~LandonCarlton

Listenlisten
to the chimes
they speak a thousand
different languages we cannot
understand and yet
the song

we hear
is

sweet

and it sings
rings and dings
as we tiptoe and spin
out of our control
into a mould
of what we
cannot
be Listen
by ~LandonCarlton

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this love

Fri Oct 23, 2009, 8:45 AM

so uncontrollable,
so intangible,
so angsty,
so mellow.
so unmagical.
so self-centered.

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Current Residence: Singapore
Interests: i do have interests.. just.. i dont really know.
Favourite movie: A walk to remember
Favourite band or musician: quite a few...
Favourite genre of music: rock, pop, ballads..
Favourite poet or writer: i've only studied Robert Frost in detail.
Favourite photographer: erm.. xnsdvd!
MP3 player of choice: ipod nano
Favourite game: life.
Favourite cartoon character: Rogue - Xmen
Personal Quote: "the ultimate measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good"
Tools of the Trade: whatever i get my hands on

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~darkelvenmage Oct 15, 2007, 8:19:48 PM

Thank you very much for the favorite. <3

~daphnemoon Mar 10, 2007, 7:52:14 PM

Depressed boy?

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D . e . f . y . i . n . g

G . r . a . v . i . t . y

~LandonCarlton Mar 30, 2007, 6:18:36 AM

yeah i guess. he hates me.

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SUPPORT POETRY! even if you never did like it.. try reading some.. please??

~xnsdvd Dec 29, 2006, 1:32:40 PM

Merry Christmas Lydia. And don't forget to leave me alone.

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I am a boy. Not till I have lived and died will i be a man.

~xnsdvd Oct 7, 2006, 3:00:49 PM

Where've you been? Stone walls cannot still the beating heart of a poet and yet yours seems to have been stilled by accounts homework...

The pen is mightier than the stone i take it?

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I am a boy. Not till I have lived and died will i be a man.