Open Poetry #3 |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
Brown eyes Deep tar pits Crushing hands Withheld tears I ignored a me I deplored Rusty blades of grass inferno of rage Gritting teeth Shunning emotions A nonexistant pill was the tool to fulfill Icy Numb Spicy Dumb All alone surrounded by clones I wanted to die To fry In eternal hells Licked by envious fires Beaten by desire This is nothing important Just a flow of ideas memories Clouds Corpses that point at me.... Nothing anyone could ever understand ------------------ Thinking is just what a great many people think they are doing when they are merely rearranging their predjudices. |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
G.M.A.C.T.U.A.I.W...And that's all I will say...for now! ------------------ ~*~ Time erases and rewrites all the lines. What remains is the poetry! ~*~ |
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suicidal dreams Member
since 1999-09-28
Posts 343Toledo Ohio USA |
I dont know this is a bit dark sure you posted it in right forum . BUT anyhow great read here. ------------------ life is short kill quick |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Enjoyed the read. ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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