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suburban afterlife

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Mad_Hatter
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0 posted 09-15-2003 02:43 AM       View Profile for Mad_Hatter   Email Mad_Hatter   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Mad_Hatter


Suburban cataclysm
Never thought the apocalypse
Would be so crystalline
I could almost kiss the moon
Everything that I found
Wasnít what I wanted it to be
Come with me
To the crimson sea
Build a life out of liquid death
Suburban afterlife
Never though my own death
Would be so tranquil
I could almost see you there
Everything I became
Is everything I tired to destroy
Come with me
And Iíll fade away
Build a hope out of broken lies
This isnít the end
Of you, or him, or her
This is the end of me
And everything I tried to be
© Copyright 2003 Ryan - All Rights Reserved
littlewing
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1 posted 09-15-2003 09:36 AM       View Profile for littlewing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for littlewing

Ahh Ryan a nice awakening indeed
awesome writing
xxoo
Lexy
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since 01-28-2003
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2 posted 09-15-2003 05:07 PM       View Profile for Lexy   Email Lexy   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lexy

I could almost kiss the moon

I loved this line. sad, yet touching piece. Great job hatter.
green_itchy_stuff
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3 posted 09-16-2003 07:25 PM       View Profile for green_itchy_stuff   Email green_itchy_stuff   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for green_itchy_stuff

Nice write.  Its like a constant vice that you cant escape and ends up crushing you.

GIS

a trickle of music from a well
let it spill and roar like hell!

{Lord knows Im a VOODOO CHILD}-JIMI

Mad_Hatter
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4 posted 09-27-2003 05:06 PM       View Profile for Mad_Hatter   Email Mad_Hatter   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mad_Hatter

Thank you all...you are all very special people
mysticpoe
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5 posted 09-27-2003 09:28 PM       View Profile for mysticpoe   Email mysticpoe   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for mysticpoe

come with me to the crimson sea. Beautiful line.

mysticpoe

If nothing is something
then everything is
our thoughts and feelings
and all that exists.

[This message has been edited by mysticpoe (09-27-2003 09:29 PM).]

 
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