me.
my life.
freedom.
venting machine.
im a pacifist with a magnum
with no life to call my own
im pretty brainless
not like anyone would bother
im afraid of girls
cause they're too beautiful
and the links are at the bottom
define me.
the name is FarisBydawi
always below 19
i,
bang the drums,slaps the bass and destroy guitars
misplaced memories.
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Saturday, September 16, 2006
10:34 PM
Enticing the niece.You either nibble,forage or graze.I beg your pardon,say what?Abhorrence, once they are, now loath the eye weren't.
Im so full of broken english, at least it all ends with something i want.
tasty
Friday, September 01, 2006
7:52 AM
act three, sin-free ;
DERELICT ENGLISH OBJECT
scene 16 "
The chemist voided the glass dream. So fragile, it moves through the delusions with effortless lust. In comes the musicman, with him the perils of being in utter disgust. He comes with a quandary, with no solution, hoping for the chemist to clear his troubled mind. a mind full of emptiness. A mind full of bareness. A mind in void.
musicman : (worriedly) Im like a naked evil, so hard to overcome, so easy to succumb. Ive written the most intricate letters, but my verbal outcomed in fetters. I cant put together a simple sentence, to woo a lady, or sulk in repetence. Help me Chemist, for i need you now. Im at your mercy, for all your skills that i endow.
chemist : Nothing is wrong, my good friend. My brows are treaded, and your glee too? You worry to much, must have been the missed breakfast, or the galling cough. But do not fret, its all for a short while. In this neighbourhood, with residents full of madness, worrying gets you nowhere. Void will shadow you. So pucker up, and show the world your glowing beam.
musicman : How can one be happy, when you seem so jaded. Is there anything i could do, not to the extend of being persuaded? Ive grown into you, like a careless weed. Hahhahahaha well it seems ive grown into you, hope its not something to mislead.
chemist : When the time comes...for now, let me be void..now, dont you have something better to do?
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