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everyone's saved (and no one cares) (2 of 4) |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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the chair fell from the ceiling to the floor/i'm not sure who put it there why is that fly crawling on my wrist?/(or as i call him, sweat with wings) to be invigorated is a bad, old wish/but i sup often at the table of the undead stealing glances and pocket watch cases/(boy, is my face red) how many pens can you toss in a cup?/she asked me as i was hanging myself she told me not to get caught with my words/or they'd cut off my hands to better my health i didn't listen, but that's okay/i never listen to what once was god so poetry's saved me and no one cares/with these stumps, let's quit our jobs |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Mike~ I don't get this at all, but it sounds so cool.......you always make the neatest images pop into my head.  -SEA |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
SEA, It doesn't really mean anything. Just me having fun with words, being a poet and all. Mike |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
meaning is subjective, I think, and I like the stumps...lol..what visuals you create Mike...gawd! |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
S'en, I know, I'm one bizarre cookie. Mike |
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