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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Think we're dying Rushing into our follies Welcoming curses Looking forward to the trip down Emptying our souls into a playdough world Brand yourself Swear to truth Committment, and I produced arrogance Stepping down still Relaxed at my mass of loss I have nothing and nothing to loose Except my meekness Matched only by my weakness Lawless hell depress Long live the king! Droplets of chaos And boundaries grow Fuzzy Other side of the line Plunge plummet forfeit brokeness What I acceptted Watch the arrogance die Power overwhelming Hunch forget A lynard cohen afterworld, cobweb Satan a.k.a. The Stupid Angel |
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ljossberir Member
since 2003-05-04
Posts 81Ny, USA |
Hey, green. Good poem! I like your choice of language. It is very colorful, never bland. About the "Leonard Cohen afterworld" line: you wouldn't happen to be a Nirvana fan, would you?  |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I've heard Nirvana before. Kurt had a way with words. thank you. -GIS Satan a.k.a. The Stupid Angel |
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