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high noon |
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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
high noon battered images of the future I allude to grow fuzzier with each sunrise I reject, crouching by the shore side waiting patiently for this day to fall behind the mirror and the moonlight to fill my glass I am not one of those geniuses who need to be shown that applying scotch guard to a crumbling brick doesn’t stop the rain from falling on it I am already familiar with erosion, the inevitable and the futility of resistance history is a broken record and there is little in the way of a shoulder to lean on out here in the hands free zone people mustn’t be expected to listen when they cant even put a finger on they’re own primal scream or a smile on the faces of their children I feel the sun beating upon my neck and realize I have a while yet to wait |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"that applying scotch guard to a crumbling brick doesn’t stop the rain from falling on it I am already familiar with erosion, the inevitable and the futility of resistance history is a broken record" wow, and the part about the smile on our children's faces, my sister in law should read that! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Steven, I really liked this: "people mustn’t be expected to listen when they cant even put a finger on they’re own primal scream or a smile on the faces of their children" |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
nice ending....you're good at those. |
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