Quotes by A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming

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I cry often. I cry and cleanse my face with my tears and swim to the center of it all. A center that I have written abou — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
I wrote because of their inability to nurture me. I wrote to conceal the truth that life was filled with pain and that t — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
I kiss the soil as if it is the last time I will recognize the beauty she has given the trees. — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Sometimes at night when the moon is almost full and my hands go numb from writing, I cleanse myself of her poisoned love — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
We make our own music. We paint our own future. — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
I would give my heart to the religious so that they may realize that god hates us all. — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
I want to towel off, leave my heart on this beach and walk the sand into a lake of stars, while never looking back. — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
And like my comrades, I too have tasted the bittersweet assurance that I would be okay with myself. And like so many oth — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
I sense him smiling and laughing and looking at me with eyes of a thousand aborted children coming back to rightfully cl — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Sadness is a moment in which the world took something from you. Depression is a lifetime of torment no matter what is sa — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
I rise from the moist crevice of thought, I beat on the shores of her holy body, I fall from the sky in silver sheets of — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Her eyes burn like a match head striking my flesh with ferocity and precision to ignite the night with a divinorum induc — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Caress me sister wind and stop this hate. — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Blood and wine are interchangeable. Love and hate are unrecognizable. Sanity is no longer with me. — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
And now that this body is gone and has been returned to the Earth, I assure everyone that psychic energy doesn’t die, it — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Leave me to die a lonely death. An artist’s death. A writer’s playground. A painter’s background. A philosopher’s bread — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Out here, the open night is my church, the trees are my congregation, the stars are my angels and the moon is the only g — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
And if I consume another mortal’s flesh, will I like god before me, shit a million stars upon the naked, wretched sky? — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
A good student learns from his teacher. A great student learns to teach himself. — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming
Then, only then would she realize that the life that she created will extinguish with nothing to offer but the sorrow th — A.P. Sweet, dead, but dreaming