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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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"Put a bullet through my head, and end my miseries. We live only to die one day, fools dream of eternity. I thirst for reality in this oasis of truths. " ANON ==================== I hear the angels call again I hear them scream my name in glory. The ending is always prolonged in death we call again, I loved you so sweet the wind hissed. I cared little for you tricks and slowly processed thoughts, Watch them kiss the serpent, inhale its venom. I mourn them as they near death: thin and painted dry skin beauty fraud. Another tear I let loose in the cage of abuse. Mirrors on steal bars blind and dazzle, with stars in eyes they watch fixated picture shows of my perverted body writhing sickly. Crush the worm’s entrails to make it heave the line. Seven lines on my burnt lips down on life the rip tide looms, while the sailors beached sing their sea faring fear doom, The water swallows whole, salt clogged persevering carcasses. Bury in salted rivers burning brightly luring sinking ships. the end. ========== Dusted from my archives, almost 3 yrs old. "To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you," Joy divison |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
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NOT the end... a glimpse of the beginings... 3 years old... making you 17 or so when you wrote this.. making it even more impressive and amazing. very cool Bri-guy... Im still having puter probs... thank you for that amazing reply to my poem you are so sweet...worm entrails and all  later-poetic-prophet-gator Eve |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Thanks Jan, it is from my gloomy goth days. It seems that my muse is also on strike. Maybe our muses eloped together. LOL THanks for your wonderful response. "To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you," Joy divison [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 08-12-2000).] |
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