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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Leaflet scraps of paper Pencils made of wood Useless... Thus the gift of writting Ignorant and blind Here nothing you see nothing Absent state of mind Open eyes see Pull yourself see me Love, the death of a dollar Reduction "BACK" to ashes See God nothing lack Calloused eyes Brittle finger tips Scabby face Become clean Open chest condemned Ribs turned inside out Inards deterioration Myself finger another gift Survivor Life of confusion Blood droplets Love that shouldn't hurt, ...free Satan a.k.a. The Stupid Angel |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Well this was just a tad confusing. Just a tad.  Let me read it a few more times. It's probably supposed to be morbidly chaotic..that's what I'm getting anyway. "fit to be tied" |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Its actually about provision. The pencil and the paper are useless until God gave the gift of writting. It works the same way with the rest of it. -GIS Thr enemies name is Satan a.k.a. "The Stupid Angel" |
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