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shagirl
Junior Member
since 2000-03-20
Posts 18
southbeach, usa.

0 posted 2000-09-01 02:15 AM


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?......



© Copyright 2000 shagirl - All Rights Reserved
Deranger
Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 498
Somewhere, between here and there
1 posted 2000-09-02 01:15 AM


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.


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Spreading insanity, one post at a time

“Writing about darkness comes easily for me. I just close my eyes and write what I

Sven
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Member Laureate
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA
2 posted 2000-09-03 10:47 PM


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


pegasus111
Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219
ocala, fl, usa
3 posted 2000-09-04 04:32 PM


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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