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Gradually Evolve |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
My hands and heart feel direction With a lack of judgment to a sweet escape What's reality? A steady stream of struggle Fish swimming in a river, purity, and love Sharp rocks hurt, But help the skin callous Be in the school Or die alone A step becomes a movement Wash me clean Purify me with boiling water I can finally comprehend this heat As he bends to add fuel I can't run I'll never be perfect Even after I'm dead my body will be unclean Until every trace of skin, flesh, blood Is pealed away in decay To be clean Chop it all down Piece by piece One at a time And sometimes three Never comprehend, but try A trickle of music from a well, Let it spill and rip through Hell. |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Awesome Poem, Nicely Done Craig  Happiness Runs From Me, For I Am It's Enemy, Anyone Who Has It, Is Someone I Envy... |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
WOW, you're really becoming stellar! With each new write, something just shines; well, radiates is a better word, Craig. You are taking your constructive critique comment to your own heart..."Honestly, just be honest." Excellent, excellent, excellent! Love and "As Always", Purity Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Thank you Sinnful. Whats your name again? And thank you Purity. Actually this one felt kinda opposite. It felt like it didn't really match up, but I think you are right. Thanks again friend. =GIS |
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