dan marius[blindaswine]

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star :
Poetry 2016-05-23 (6197 -1 hits)

interplay :
Poetry 2016-04-13 (5452 -1 hits)

'ashen snow' :
Poetry 2016-04-05 (5811 -1 hits)

strange religion :
Poetry 2014-11-20 (12239 -1 hits)

at ease :
Poetry 2014-11-07 (5886 -1 hits)

* :
Poetry 2013-11-19 (6531 -1 hits)

I want you to know I'm not coming back :
Poetry 2013-04-16 (5659 -1 hits)

"wrap the night around me" :
Poetry 2013-04-02 (7504 -1 hits)

truth? :
Poetry 2013-03-29 (5523 -1 hits)

embraced :
Poetry 2013-03-28 (10243 -1 hits)

this is nothing, dearest and it always makes sense :
Poetry 2013-03-23 (5852 -1 hits)

dance me to the end of time : to Leonard Cohen, with love
Poetry 2013-03-15 (6394 -1 hits)

terhei 1.1 :
Poetry 2013-01-26 (6249 -1 hits)

bliss :
Poetry 2012-06-17 (8516 -1 hits)

singularity :
Poetry 2012-03-01 (7589 -1 hits)

trigger mirror :
Poetry 2011-08-22 (8150 -1 hits)

post factum :
Poetry 2011-05-13 (6570 -1 hits)

stockholm :
Poetry 2011-05-05 (6849 -1 hits)

the return of the swine :
Poetry 2011-03-31 (6003 -1 hits)

withering speech to the :
Poetry 2011-03-17 (8532 -1 hits)

listen mainstream :
Poetry 2011-03-07 (5162 -1 hits)

"thank you for your love" :
Poetry 2011-02-10 (8169 -1 hits)

paranoid love song :
Poetry 2011-01-05 (6361 -1 hits)

in black and white :
Poetry 2010-12-28 (6852 -1 hits)

homemade :
Poetry 2010-10-20 (6125 -1 hits)

anarchy in the :
Poetry 2010-10-08 (6053 -1 hits)

cubicle swing :
Poetry 2010-06-25 (6470 -1 hits)

underwater :
Poetry 2010-03-12 (6695 -1 hits)

"a little drop of ink and a glass of water" :
Poetry 2010-01-21 (7147 -1 hits)

broken jaw song :
Poetry 2009-12-09 (6195 -1 hits)

clean cut brain dead :
Poetry 2009-11-30 (6034 -1 hits)

alpha :
Poetry 2009-10-29 (7109 -1 hits)

heretics :
Poetry 2009-09-29 (6323 -1 hits)

domesticity :
Poetry 2009-09-15 (6814 -1 hits)

"so you swear you just saw a feathery woman carry a blindfolded man through the trees" :
Poetry 2009-09-07 (7672 -1 hits)

yes, we could be heroes :
Poetry 2009-08-26 (10035 -1 hits)

she was already inside when I :
Poetry 2009-08-24 (7650 -1 hits)

tiptoe :
Poetry 2009-08-03 (7191 -1 hits)

about a girl :
Poetry 2009-07-21 (7026 -1 hits)

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yes!

not really

yes Sir, we're leaving

yes yes yes

thanks

of poets and other demons

weird fishes

marius

clubs end up in clubs

deaf & dumb

marius

OffTOPIC stop sending messages

beautiful !

*

yes

brief

to be or not...

wake up

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words of wisdom

how's that for a "corporate" answer? :)

well

yes

the beautiful Serbian People

got it wrong

do not cross/ the mother

yes

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beautiful accident in a bad poem

hehe

ok

can you eeeer me ?

true

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it's an honor

mtv generation comment

hmmm

good

of questions answers and rhyme

forza Italia

sweet

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?

yes

lee ann

love hurts/ nazareth

wino's prayer

to the max

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here's a star for you

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think about it

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of housewives and other monsters

pls revise

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,

yes indeed

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hello

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thought i'd commentize a little

wiki tells it better

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thank you

:)

yeap

thx for passing by

done

give the poor man a proper burial

muuvie?

the soap & the ashes

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on filth

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clog

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memory hole

romulus

thank you

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cat z on our skinz

here I go again

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:)

romulus

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high-way

awful

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The Piano Has Been Drinking
Poetry by Tom Waits

Mad World
Poetry by Gary Jules

Biography dan marius

"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years
Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears
Im well known in story, famous in song
The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong
The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong

My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease
Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease
My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake
Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake
Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake

And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth
Leave me long to crawl back to the womb
Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf
Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb
Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb

Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace
But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast
So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free
I don't need nobody, nobody needs me
I don't need nobody, nobody needs me"



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