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bouncy shoes |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
My shoes bounce across the floor I hear a squeaking door --------------------------- Actually I want to be real Actually I want to be myself Who cares anyway I want to relax and calm down Like the back of my spine Moving forward in my skull And holding my head a little closer to my chin THen thrust it in an upward motion Quickly and violently, but lovingly To love myself ANd someone else Thank you reader My poems are more like a secret journal Broadcast on the web But private because I don't have to worry about exploitation They even have the date and time So here I can relax THe voices are even unable to touch them So there is no need for profanity THank you too pip All this time and a few friends I've had a chance to release the words and thoughts Otherwise locked in my head Please God make the voices silence And return them to where they came from And let them bring destruction to the source Complete destruction Complete and total destruction All the way down in a loud crash Peace |
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Seoulair Senior Member
since 2008-03-27
Posts 807Seoul S.Korea |
very good. enjoyed the read. |
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hiddensmiles Senior Member
since 2008-02-07
Posts 514at the beach... i wish |
enjoyed JJ |
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