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strings of sanity |
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forever_unsuppressed New Member
since 2001-02-01
Posts 5 |
Strings of Sanity Strings of sanity Slowly unraveling As my play comes to an end This act, a feverishly growing siege withing my decaying self I'm the victom of myself Can you tell me that I'm dead Tell me that I'm out of breath I'm the wrong inner color You're black I'm white I'm black You're white Sour Bitter Lacerated Unfascinated What draws the world so far away from blood I choose to set it free Watch it trickle its freedom Soak these strings that hold me together Weigh down each strand to the brink of my sanity Metallic bars of insanity Caged in electric shock I've never seen your God, I have no faith Sick and twisted My corpse is yours Cut my strings of sanity Melt my bars Death is what we couldn't touch Let me bring it to your fingers |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
and play me like a harp! (couldn't resist  )I thought this was superb. It fits my mood exactly---and? I'm blaming mine on the moon--  Welcome, if I have not welcomed you before. Enjoyed this much, showed great intensity of emotion! |
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Fallen Angel of Darkness Junior Member
since 2001-01-17
Posts 26Among the Shadows |
This was an intense piece. Beautifully expressed. Welcome to the group! ~* Megs *~ forever a fallen angel "If love isn't a game, why are there so many players?" |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Wow intense write! Welcome btw You don't have to see God to know there is an entity, a lifeforce bigger than ourselves. It depends on which God you are looking for. There is the evidence of a higher force, everywhere you look, in the smiles of a child, the enthusiasm of a playful puppy, in the beauty of the mountains or the sea.. Don't lose faith just yet, your turn to see and experience such beauties is just around the corner!! Love you style Isis *War produces one thing - Cemetaries. And in cemetaries there are no enemies!* ~Isis~~Sovereign of the Spirit. |
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qtpieelmo Senior Member
since 2000-07-04
Posts 989Sesame Street :) hee hee ,NY |
LOL--yea i think everyone i've talked to is having a very bad week & i said it must be the moon & then i looked at the moon & it was a tiny sliver crescent moon as if it were giving us all an evil grin--LOVE ELMO <3 |
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