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everything will turn to be okay.
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[18 Dec 2008|05:45am] |
the jest without the smile. dead poets society au. it's miserable. title comes from youth and age by samuel taylor coleridge. for bentley. ♥
( Like Houdini, making my escape. )
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[27 Mar 2008|08:43am] |
the world that has made us can no longer contain us. dead poets society and indesolution. vaguely connected charlie crazy, i don't claim that anyone but me will care about it. title comes from consequence of sounds by regina spektor. and we keep on paying those freaks on the tv who claim they will save us but want to enslave us, and sweating like demons they scream through our speakers, but we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder. and no one's the killer and no one's the martyr, the world that has made us can no longer contain us, and prophets are silent then rotting away...
( These are the moments where Charlie knows he is greater and grander than this mortal coil. )
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