Critical Analysis #2 |
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ChemicalRepose Member
since 2004-03-28
Posts 102 |
Listening to these silent praise I'm fearless today embodied in my decadence starving for anything, anything intriguing But you're kneeling stagnant, you imbecile A sinking shadow claims despair She erects with faith waiting, as if someone cares My patients is growing weary and sick with anxiety she asserts this is his plan Staring into infinity desiring some perplexity anything to bewilder me Let me dredge your reservoirs and seduce these virgins deposits of unmined purity waiting for blasphemy to relinquish some kind of temporary sanity Now just allow this penetration it will isolate and detach you from the leeches You will like it I promise it'll make you whole I promise Examine irrational precautions Dictate feel this illumination and suffocate your adoration blossoming, a truth too hot for penetration it will soon fill you with sanity |
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LucidityNow Member
since 2001-02-06
Posts 118Canada |
This poem was a tad confusing for me. Im still not sure I have understood much of what it means. But one quick correction.... My patients is growing weary I believe you want the word patience. and i'm certain that if i drive into those trees, it would make less of a mess, than she's made of me... |
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