Thursday, November 3, 2011

HER MINE Part. I




HER MINE
Part. I


"Ask me why and I will tell you why not"


Us, friends over time an much more
You liked me and I knew it for sure. 

- Your mistake -

You pushed me to keep my pants on 
Placing lust aside, sex was your con.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

ASTRONUT Part. III



ASTRONUT
Part. III



"Tie me up alone and just let me be"


Underneath heaven and it's stars
I stand alone, mine away from ours.

- Just mine -

Moments of peace much needed
Lost within the stars above, brightened.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

ASTRONUT Part. II



ASTRONUT
Part. II



"Only if everyone would just push me away"


I wish I could just spaceship
Across the night above & just creep.

- Spaceman - 

Away from my here insane
To a better there that's never the same.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

ASTRONUT Part. I




ASTRONUT
Part. I


"Give me alone in exchange for you and I will be just fine"


 I really need space & time
Just me, I would be just fine.

- Away from -

Hearts waiting to be broken
& Lovers hoping to be chosen.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

POP CULTURIST Part. III






POP CULTURIST
Part. III



"Life only happens once. If you doubt me, you can honestly ask the dead"


Magazine covered ideologies
- Materialistic fixations -
Flesh bones and fashion properties.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

POP CULTURIST Part. II



POP CULTURIST
Part. II  



"When it comes to life don't guess, know it so"


Our pipe dreams smoked highly 
- Chronic problems solved - 
Us first, and its f&ck the rest ideally.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

POP CULTURIST Part. I




POP CULTURIST
Part. I 


"Life's already too short for you to cut it even shorter"


Sex, Love, Drugs and Pistols
- Me, you, them all alone - 
We first, and the rest usually falls.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”