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name it whatever you want to ... II (the sequel)
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shagirl Junior Member
since 2000-03-20
Posts 18southbeach, usa. |
okay this is the continuation of my previous poetry: name it whatver you want to... I was once a little girl then i grew up and i am still a little girl My life echoes the waves of insanity left to me as a b i r th day gift by the one i least cherish dark disturbing night with Echo's flight Death reflects it light in my eyes Payne etches its nails in my throat until i am left speaking my epitaph Growing are the shadows of insecurity Grinding on Narcissus' smiles left lingering in the reflection of the night sky Curling into the womb of captivity I breathe and release the last of my breath Golden trinkets and bobbles dangle at my toes Golden trinkets and bobbles Give me a show Golden trinkets and bobbles Lying by the Sea Golden trinket and bobbles bring me grief Golden trinkets and bobbles anchor me down golden trinkets and bobbles helped me drown Find thy's soul at the bottom of the three for one sale in the blue light aisle of the nearest the farthest the coldest the hottest dime store in town Shuffle to the sound of the loudest shout till you are herded into a pen and brainwashed to believe you heed a difference marching up stairs and writing down words to be erased the next day and hold out your hand with obedience to only have it slapped away or bitten off by the hand that brainwashes you into the false concept of lust and love and tell you they are the same.... Feeding you moldy ideals and inaccurate food and grabbing at your ass when you are not looking leaving you wondering if there is life outside a brick wall or tomb and you remained penned with others trying to whine your way out and all you get is the teethy smiles with fangs and a missing finger or two and you are left marching up stairs to the loudest shout until you march right off the ****ing cliff Imagine the sky is purple with blue stripes and you eat a sandwich with the zebra next door with the real pretty tail and you wonder if she even thinks about you or about little Johnny B. Goode and his 9-inch thrill.. and as you eat and ponder you grow fonder of spending your life alone Spin me a song or two oh pianoman give me a sad tune or maybe a slow one Add a little spice and everything nice or little deep inspiration Oh pianoman give me a song to know myself with that explains away my sorrow till the day ends Swiftly growing is the pool at my feet Crimson stained my hands shall be Standing silent i watch you pull out a smoke Light it and hand it to me trying not to get the crimson on your feet You laugh and smile Pull away leaving me with the lit cigarette in my hand then hand me a bottle for the other Have me lie down beside your teddy bear and smile as i close my eyes swimming in the crimson pool I once had a cheap thrill it was blue colored and made me smile it allowed me to scratch at his head and tickle his lips then i left him pouting and standing naked in the middle of the room my life is described beneath a soda bottle cap... sorry try again later Deliver me the head of Prince Charming for he hopped town after refusing to pay his alimony to Sleeping beauty he knocked up Cinderella and Snow White is left crying since he stole her prize-winning cow Hunt down Prince Charming show him the hounds of Baskerville and the Headless horseman Shall he find Charion at the end of the rainbow or better yet have him find a doe-eyed beauty who robs him blind Dear Cinderella, how is your bleached blond hair and decaying smile as you sit there hunched over by the fire you see the fortune u were given when you found Beauty in your spot in your bed now you take your time and picked up witchcraft since the king only wishes you dead now dear little Beauty finds herself sleepy and fell asleep dead continue?...... |
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Deranger Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 498Somewhere, between here and there |
Haha, I bet you thought you’d get away with no responses? Well, you’re not that lucky! “Find thy's soul at the bottom of the three for one sale in the blue light aisle of the nearest the farthest the coldest the hottest dime store in town” I think I swallowed a dime when I was little….but anyway, that’s not the point. Groovy vibes babe. --- Spreading insanity, one post at a time “Writing about darkness comes easily for me. I just close my eyes and write what I |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Yes, please continue. . . I want to see how it all turns out. . . "Bring me the head of Prince Charming". . . love that line. . . Excellent. . . ------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
practically speechless...more moves here than Kobe Bryant..wow! you mean there's more?  the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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