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ChibiDeathscythe
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since 2000-06-09
Posts 128


0 posted 2000-06-20 12:01 PM


I don't usually write lusty/sappy/romantic poems....but this is a special case indeed... Chibi is playing with fire... and Chibi is scared of getting burned.... guess I just need to vent...

Sleeping, but awake,
I remember the times
when I was still proud
when I wasn't afraid
when I still spoke aloud.
Before this alien fear
started ripping me apart
you'll never know the feeling
until it finds its way to your heart.

The very outlook of his disguise
all my love and hope it buys,
entrances me, and though I know
that fire can heed a painful blow,
I wish that I could breath the air
around his glowing eyes and hair,
his striking lust and will to survive,
the architecture of his face and brow
almost makes me forget I'm not really alive.


"Suicides have already betrayed the body.
Still born, they don't always die,
bu dazzled, they can't forget a drug so sweet
that even children would

© Copyright 2000 Mary K. - All Rights Reserved
Jeremiah Johnson
Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223
Brooksville, Fl, U.S
1 posted 2000-06-20 01:18 AM


i think theres a message in these words for everyone and you sould make a sequel. good job.

I'm the lord, I'm the havoc, I'm the soul



Walter Poe
Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787

2 posted 2000-06-20 10:31 AM


I've been alone with you inside my mind
And in my dreams I've kissed your lips
   a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass before my door
Hello is is it me your looking for?

                   Lionel Richie

A true compliment well stated

Vanguard of the New Movement

Behind his polished cedar desk,
surrounded by his phones,
Sits Blazer Dyke(The yachting type),
The vanguard of the clones.
The Archetype,
The number one,The vanguard of the clones.

Crossing over busy street,
where noisy traffic drones,
Walks Blazer Dyke (without a bike),
The vanguard of the clones.
The autocrat,
The ectomorph,
The vanguard of the clones.

He strides across the cobbled yard,
Where pawn shops offer loans,
That Blazer Dyke (Whom i dislike),
The vanguard of the clones.
The cannibal,
The parasite,
The vanguard of the clones.

He passes through the wicket gate,
To churhyards full of bones,
That Blazer Dyke (on a midnight hike),
The vanguard of the clones.
The necrophile,
The narcissist,
The coprophage,
The sybarite,
The telepath,
The Anti-Christ,
The vanguard of the clones.

Robert Rankin
(The Dance of the Voodoo Handbag)

Joel the wolf
Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333
Angels Camp
3 posted 2000-06-20 05:17 PM


Sounds like someone is falling in love?
Playing with fire for sure.
just carry an extinguisher in your back pocket.
and good luck. I really mean that.

Joel.

I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel.

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