Dark Poetry #4 |
black tea |
Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
I bought some grey paint at your new store, you call it dreary. I call you cold. you eyes are sending shivers up through my bones. So I pressed the pause button and stained my burgendy tears a beautiful moth color. That's what you wanted. Quiet and dull, just like you. Sit still, look pretty. Music seethes in my lungs acid on my throat wash it down with black tea. Hot and dark. Like your eyes Now your in my stomach watching me. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
You wrote a poem once called Canvas and I though it was completely awesome. I think you've done it again. I actually did make a print out of Canvas and I think I'm going to do the same with this. Nice work. -GIS Closed will remain closed until opened. |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
Very amazing poem, I really enjoyed it. |
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Brigid WillowKeeper Member
since 2003-08-24
Posts 88OHIO IN USA |
Great work!!! This one lingers in your thoughts, that is excellent! |
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Endlessecho Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 398I live within myself |
Oh! I've missed reading your stuff. (my own fault - I haven't been here much lately). Anyway, I'm glad I found this poem. Loved it. |
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