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startfires
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punk
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makes
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smile
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erin the luftwaffe
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isch liebe disch. o, tannenbaum.
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silentbob
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mayhem at punk shows, erin, goes together like peas and carrots.
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daxle
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like marmalade and nutella!
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oren
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An entertaining thing when observed from afar. A nightmare when experienced first-hand.
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pontifier
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it's not the mayhem we crave, it's the method. ain't that the herpes loving truth tommy lee?
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zenfishsticks
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i played racketball with gautham today for the first time. it would be more accurately described as "mayhemball". at least the way we play it.
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jezabel
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skips in herenow, visons, a flash of fists flying, teeth bared, a leap forward canceled as impact flirts, and all still conducts itself properly mundane until sudden now carries your body, pressing heat againt sweat-slicked here, and here, and gone, you still speaking at me, not noticing, and my eyes sweep to catch subtle changes, senses, shapes of demons dancing in every eye, souls laid painfully bare by truer sight, mayhem let slip into my drink, my dreams let slip into sight, so much more a twitch away, a slipped moment and it all descends
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oldephebe
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if i were less circumspect, and less grounded, i might blathe something like y u o u n r a v e l m e but since i'm good little boy i'll just say something bland like:"intense" ....
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smurfus rex
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mayhem + mischief = soap and vice versa.
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celestias shadow
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damn you rex! i was going to say that! rarghhh..... *mutters in a stifled-fight-club-fan kind of way*
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misstree
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mayhem is starting to flash again, red spots, sudden snarls and i'm riding something to somewhere wild, and one of these days the trip will kill me. not today, though. today, mayhem and i have indomitable wings.
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Death of a Rose
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mayhem is twisting me in her slender fingers, stomping and chewing throughout my nights. earthly pleasures matted with flechettes, convergance of her elbow on my table, singular and suffocating sinew trails. strap my will to the wall, take the pilum and skewer yourself a prize from my personality.
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Death of a Rose
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mayhem is twisting me in her slender fingers, stomping and chewing throughout my nights. earthly pleasures matted with flechettes, convergance of her elbow on my table, singular and suffocating sinew trails. strap my will to the wall, take the pilum and skewer yourself a prize from my personality.
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Doar
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yeah....well...mayhem principle and all, guess it was fated to happen (2 posting), seems a doublemint day.
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misstree
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yum. you just contributed to someone's destruction tonight.
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Doar
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how so?
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Doar
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don't worry, i've figured it out.
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misstree
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'twas actually a relatively calm night, only subtle destructions for the most part. but still i say yum. :)
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Death of a Rose
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i bow before you boobie goddess. :-)
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oldephebe
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Titus Andronicus now THAT'S mayhem Just another reason why Shakespeare has GOT to be still after almost 400 years the most prescient painter of the human condition. While titus andronicus was not written when he was at the hieght of his powers...it delves beneath the civilized poised veneer of our conscious mind and articulates those impulses, the chaos the blood fever that seethes in the unconscious mind, if you can get past the gore and view it as a representation of what the mind hides from us, the charnel house of horrors that repose in the repository of our sub-conscious ...
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RIC
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How's that writing in complete sentences thing coming along oE?
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In_Bloom
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Sister of Mischief and lover to Chaos, Doom and the Apocalypse
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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