Lone it or Die

Hey, my name is Erica C.
I love Poetry, Gay People and People who Killed themselves.
I am a Classical Pianist most of the Time, an Organist when I am Actually Awake in the Morning, a Poet when I am Depressing, a Singer when I am Drunk.
I Believe in Craziness, Loneliness, Scars, and, believe it or not, Love.
I am Random and Insecure, but I'll be Fine as long as I am Small enough to be afraid of Nothing.
I don't Believe in Broken Hearts, I think Everything is mean to be Ruined, and we're Born to be Wild.
I have an Unexplainable Obsesstion with the Beat Generation, British Culture, and Ireland.
My Music Passions:
Classical, Rock & Roll , Folk.
Brahms, Scriabin, Artur Rubinstein, Bob Dylan, David Bowie, Jim Morrison, Lou Reed, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Kurt Cobain, Bruce Springsteen, Michael Jackson, Slim Shady.
the Doors, Nirvana, the Clash, Sex Pistols, Queen, the Who, Velvet Undergound, Led Zeppelin, Aerosmith, Bon Jovi, Oasis, Radiohead, Muse.
I choose the Rolling Stone over the Beatles.
And I am Crazy about all the British Rock.
My Poetry Passions:
the Beat Generation, Victorian, Irish, Philosophy.
W. B. Yeats, Oscar Wilde, D. H. Lawrence, Dylan Thomas, Friedrich Nietzsche, Arthur Rimbaud, Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, Leonard Cohen.
I Believe in Poets who Believe in Destroying.
Art is Both the Beauty of Destruction and the Destruction of Beauty.
The other Irreplaceable Part of my Life is Football, the Real British One.
Manchester United is my Beloved Team.
I am Chinese.

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simple and catchy tune from Jesse Woods.

My new favourite song in my first week in Northern California.

Little Things, Lent Me Thy Strength

Little things, lent me thy strength.

Let me be as a pebble on the roadside

when the fine horses and carriages clatter by.

Amid the skillful manoeuvrings

of the fleet-of-foot, grant me firm stance.

When the hour for the grand ball finally arrives,

find me at home, lost to romance.

At the gallery of bright ideas,

have me turfed out for good reason.

And when the grand prizes are handed out

to the exemplary and the deserving,

place me near the gorg.

But for the quiet hands of Mlle de Salle,

allow my gratitude to sweeten the air

above all others.

Small things, I would have it this way.

- James Brown

tapeoveryourmouth asked: you "about me" is wonderful. you have a lovely way of words
"I Believe in Poets who Believe in Destroying." so, so true :)

Thank you Sweetie!

;)

To be a Poet is to Die in any minutes without it being in Vain.

Me after Writing Poems

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