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green_itchy_stuff
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0 posted 2004-09-29 12:01 PM



Work for him the man with the scars
Massive confusion and schizophrenia
Hard and sweaty
I can feel my brain roll over

Freezing and empty settled among lies
Drastic head injury and supidity
I've lost my temple and the burning thwart
Convulsing in reality and I vomit

Day in and day out
I'm dead within myself
Gentle rot squares choke off my heart
And I can hear it

I hear something run but see nothing flee
Except a little damp spot wet from the warmness of me
And my stomache chokes too with the spell of drudgery
A curse blessed and birthed from within me

Did she hear when it collapsed
Did she see it, feel it
Did she notice anything different
No its only hate inside her heart

Judgement will be fair in the light of truth
Dead from the spot of growth
Solitude of complacent comfort
And I'm forgotten forever to join the many dead only
quietly

He has made everything beautiful in its own time.  -Ecclesiastes 3:11

© Copyright 2004 Kenneth Craig Rogers - All Rights Reserved
Purity
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1 posted 2004-09-29 12:30 PM


Uhh... *speachless*
Dude, this was your triumphant grand. The title should definitely be the title of your book, which I do expect one day! But the beauty of the title is that it hints not to what lies beneath it. This was a phenom! I emplore....MORE!!!!! Extremely well done....said bowingly.
psst - don't you just love to end sentences in ly?...mee too!

Lose one friend... Lose all friends... Lose Yourself...

green_itchy_stuff
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2 posted 2004-09-29 12:37 PM


Book, that's pretty cool.  This seems to be the only thing I'm good at so maybe you're right.  Wow that means I need to figure out how to gather it all together and then an order to fit it all.  lol.  And somehow do it kind(ly).  lol.

-GIS

He has made everything beautiful in its own time.  -Ecclesiastes 3:11

River
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3 posted 2004-09-29 04:17 PM


start by printing everything you've ever posted on this website

This is one of those things that will be stuck in my head for a while...kindove like the "Cracked plastic cactus that was unatached" (something a guy wrote in my class) lol.  grrrooovy !

   - Riva

"Stained by the sun, I can see colors...colors of mercy washing over me." - 3 Minutes From Home

EveGnosis
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4 posted 2004-09-30 12:14 PM


"i hear something run but see nothing flee... a curse blessed and birthed from within me... judgement will be fair in the light of truth... solitude of complacent comfort"

i'm going to agree with purity on this one. i also got hooked into this one by the humor of the title, and then got bomblasted all to who knows what with the intensity of your words.

again, oof!

i'll always need a friend, one i can defend.

green_itchy_stuff
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5 posted 2004-09-30 01:38 AM


Thank you both for what you said.  I think I'm going to repost a poem I wrote a long time ago, posted here, and then haven't really thought about in a while.  I didn't think about those lines seperately like that or in that order, but that does sound good.  Thank you for pointing them out for me.

-GIS

He has made everything beautiful in its own time.  -Ecclesiastes 3:11

littlewing
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6 posted 2004-10-01 01:05 PM


Good Lord, this is brilliant!
I wish I had written this . . .

green_itchy_stuff
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7 posted 2004-10-01 06:08 PM


You have way better than this littlewing, but thank you none the less.
-GIS

He has made everything beautiful in its own time.  -Ecclesiastes 3:11

littlewing
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8 posted 2004-10-02 04:52 PM


I SO do not, and your much welcome
Purity
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9 posted 2004-10-02 11:25 PM


Oh when the purest of pures try to out modest each other...it's so pretty.
I happen to think you both are grand.

Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere

green_itchy_stuff
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10 posted 2004-10-03 08:53 AM


littlewing I'll just pretend to agree with you.  lol.  
Purity- I think you see a little deeper than me, actually I'm just about certain.  lol.

-GIS

He has made everything beautiful in its own time.  -Ecclesiastes 3:11

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