Dark Poetry #4 |
Self Indulgence |
Fabiani Member
since 2006-05-12
Posts 123Mesa, Az |
I hold what is comparable to my fist Feelings muted in the midst of her kiss If only I might procure What the mortal greed of our hearts compel If only seams of myself could be found I could rip the symmetry of my bounds Cause if to be inclined by impulse so simply put as this Bound by the statement I insist… Grimace The self indulgence of repentance If my choice were so simple I wouldn’t see the ripple effect But the stone that I cast Sets in motion the reverbs of the past I’ve seen those tides the highs and lows The sounds of echoes from the Vessels skimming the shoals Her tides depend on the shadows cast by the moon I hold what is compareable to my heart Aim-DuWerdestBrachen |
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GothicCherry Member
since 2008-09-16
Posts 471TN |
WHOA....WHAT A MIND. . . . |
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Mr.Trichomes New Member
since 2008-09-17
Posts 2 |
yeah that was a mind fukc to bad i don't know shlt for vocabulary I might of understood that but seems/sounded tight. |
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depressedivinity New Member
since 2008-09-19
Posts 6 |
a work of art straight from a beautiful mind. bravo. |
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