deejaysrad
deejaysrad
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You can call me Deejay. It's not my real name but a thoroughly planned out scheme to mask an identity with no substance, just skin, bones, blood, and occasionally a heartbeat. I play guitar and with the right chemical imbalances sometimes I call myself an artist. Thank god for social networking or we'd all be fucked. < That was a joke.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Tonight I am dying To feel you Once more Before you're gone.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Even time can't destroy us; the only change is you're sadder, I'm emptier, and we both drink more.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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If you knew, if you only knew the pain I'm going through everyday. But it would come as no surprise, because you'd walk on out if you did. And baby you're gone, so maybe you know how deep the pain goes.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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I’m working on poetry and short stories. I can’t tell if I’m a hack or I’m really onto something.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Sunday Brunch
We may have never had it all Or much to begin with But you as the artist and me as the architect, We built a home. And in it we sang From eyes of frustration Exaggerated lips And faint cries whining for safety. From those eyes so peacefully sound There I find you. Asleep in the same bed I spent years wishing For someone to be asleep in that same bed. Lazy sunday morning's reveal Your unconscious beauty and here I kiss you Like I have it all.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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One day you'll look back at the world we made when we threw the world we knew away, and you'll ask yourself why you ever walked away from everything we created. And while I spend these nights mourning the death of a life we both created, when your heart feels this loss, it will be too late and time will have condemned us to the past.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Weight settles safely In the cavity where hearts Once beat and bled dry.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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If I could survive Long enough to understand What happens in hell
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Depression is a bitch, music is not.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Man
Apologetic Inevitable negate Deny my only word
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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The smallest man in the world dancing with his pet cat.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Ten minutes before tomorrow and I'm consumed in the change of heart you displayed today. Text won't take us far but I sent a message out of desperation. Bitter is a better choice, but nonetheless I reconsider where we stand, I prepare for the absence again and hold my breath for your resolution.
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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I’ve grown fond of the chaos inside. I can now understand the depth in what I wished to construct, how time would not permit, and to what do I owe this gratitude?
What should I expect from these feelings, these seeds that blossomed into my archaic misery I once thought, but an overwhelming presence of invigoration takes flight in me. 
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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LA, you're not so bad when you look like this. #venice #beach #sunset #california #socal #life
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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Even on a cloudy day. #sandiego #beauty #westcoast #love
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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It was fun while it lasted. #fog #sandiego #morning #winter #yeahright
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deejaysrad · 10 years ago
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I can't seem to tire of this view. #clairemont #green #sandiego #beauty #wednesday
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