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self-absorbed person |
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noah j Member
since 2003-03-05
Posts 82on the open road with the wind blowing in my hair |
the needle scratches the neglected record as the disc spins around and around as the annoying static alerts me the album is over the record produces nothing worthwhile anymore stuck in its own orbit like my life as i sit on the couch the couch with no cushions rips and tears, coffee and alcohol stains and many memories of better days but the couch sucks me in to this life in which it is the most permanent part the record continues its noise but i move only to grab the paper lying at my feet to check what day it is today but three minutes later i have forgotten it for days don't matter when you are stuck inside yourself the only people for me are the mad ones-mad to live, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at once--jack kerouac |
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Krystopher Morris Member
since 2002-11-11
Posts 130Ancient land called Chivalry |
Interesting... Poetry is love and love is life. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
very introspective enjoyed this delving into self what day is it, anyway? |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Lift the needle and put it back on track so that you might have music in your life again... A deep and brooding piece of writing. If this is a self-introspection piece I am sending you some healing Light and some loving hugs. Earth Angel |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Agree with Linda, quite brooding I'd say. But hey, I enjoy a brood now and then myself. And the date is, let's see, "looking at the calendar reflected in the mirror", drats it's in the way of ME!  |
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