Busillis IAb IncunabulisBusillis I
The scenery passing by the window was breathtaking. Everything was covered in a fresh blanket of snow. No...not a blanket. The sleep was far too close to death for a mere blanket. A shroud, then, the snow would be. Was the world so close to its final hour as to begin the preperations? It wasn't hard to imagine, really. The trees were barren and brittle, limbs that had seen their last now reaching in supplication towards an unseen and uncaring God in the sky. The land rose and fell in listing hills like the wrinkles of some careworn face. The gusts were the last, shuddering gasps as the grandmother clung to co
DefianceAspergerian ImageYou say I am abnormal, crazy Because I see a world different than yours, Where the grass is grey The skies are purple And everything must come in threes; Because I know I have wings And even if one is broken And the other shredded I can fly. After all, All that is is wishing for the ground And finding Wonderland. But don't worry, my love I'm not so cruel as to Call you sane. I just think you're... Colorblind.Aspergerian Image
Only Mostly Dead
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God was my co-pilot, but we crashed in the mountains and I had to eat him.
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knock yourself out.
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I didn't do it. You can't prove it. Nobody saw me. The leprechauns are lying.
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God was my co-pilot, but we crashed in the mountains and I had to eat him.
Well, my poetry is sub-par compared to yours, but if you really want to play, let's play!
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I didn't do it. You can't prove it. Nobody saw me. The leprechauns are lying.
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God was my co-pilot, but we crashed in the mountains and I had to eat him.
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I didn't do it. You can't prove it. Nobody saw me. The leprechauns are lying.
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God was my co-pilot, but we crashed in the mountains and I had to eat him.
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