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carolinadreams Member
since 2000-07-20
Posts 142 |
-Wax In your Ears- so finally the wax melts unto the "Ardvark Table" finally , finally such simple minded souls could not before believe but finally longwinded animations no longer destroy credibility and lost dissentaries' diary's are no more shed, shed, shed, finally why was the mask so import.... quiet my friend, i am talking while we listen i hear so few , and so many in between i feel a bit of control and loss of what should be i've found so many and lost such precious few you say that it is not the end of what is once was to be you articulate such emotions with the flick of a switch you chance such endangered emotions just to know it is true louder my friend, i am listening while we talk so finally such simple but longwinded and lost, shed, why was it the you was it the me was it the me and you so what becomes has already been enscribed within the stars for what you are, for what two are the divided unto one again suppose change is no longer against itself suppose meanial fears along with tasks subside suppose the world has just one true devotion suppose i am full of crap i still wager a strong non bet that things are to be i still trudge along the trenches of what is needed to be i still see so many lights burning for such a myriad of beliefs i still at least tell the truth you can envolve the purest of the true meaning your fight you can change the anger into absolute numbness you can even pray until your GOD has bright red years you can still no longer wait at the end of the line eventually things are thrown by mis-shapen souls eventually they are consumed by lesser "its" eventually the fire, essentially drawing fear eventually challenging choices disturb the few so finally the simple minded souls feel the anquish so many others can find solace within their weakness so it turns like a gallon of milk left to rot for years so that when it opens it takes not just your breath, but the all of your senses i can't be quiet my friend they can't be listening while we talk they sail burning arrows of hell upon eachother nightly we hear so many yet still there are afew not screaming we've gotten our control back at what cost wait, quiet my friend, another few are in need have any wax J.L. Koehler |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Phew! What you said and more!!! I get the drift of it (I think), liked the story within a story but still what does wax have to do with it? Are we all wax imitations then? Isis *The greatest warrior is one that does not need to fight* ~Isis~ |
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