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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Just an innocent curse Robbed of my own Beaten, scars of proof Senseless complications A poltergeist all for me Whips and chains become my friends Tied down with little pity Captured by a greedy friend Haunting heavy she plays her games I said I was sorry but she wants control Fear and stubborness I cant give up Choosing and permission to do so Isnt it time for something different From behind they stare Take whatever get free What rape is like And no chance to forget Settled and unkept Vile this stench unjust Steel is colder than her raw meat Salt and grease It doesnt make sense Pitter patter and now worry some more Dabbler extra paranoia They'll skin me for sure These beasts near, right over my shoulder Standing gaurd of success, keep it back Realization doesnt come easy A whisper, blitz my sight Information in my ear Two or three damned Theyed like a souvenir On a stick,truth is truth My head is gone in the weight of an axe a trickle of music from a well |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
A single word comes to mind : Powerful. Well done *get's on knees and kisses your feet*.  |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
ok my demented mind thought of complete submission . . . please elaborate if I am wrong nice write Craig xxoo |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
sounds like you are trapped...good write i am going to add this, then print it and put it in my book, i have often felt likr this latley wiht school and work and school and work and school and work..... "For those who understand you, no explanation is necessary. For those who don't, none is possible." |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Wow. Thanx. Mad- I accept your honor. hehe littlewing- Elaboration, do you know what its like to feel like you have "evil" spirits chasing you, whispering crap in your ears. Well I was in the craft for a while and got out. A few days ago I was at a friends house and her and a few of her friends are in it. One thing lead to another and I put my pentacle back on. Last night it was like the two "spirits" that haunted me before were back and I felt trapped, and it felt like this is what they wanted me to write like some kind of prophetic plan they have for me. I took my pentacle back off. eor- as always i feel blessed or even empowered by the respect in your response. Thanx. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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