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pyre
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since 2008-05-16
Posts 136


0 posted 2008-10-21 10:42 PM



My knives are perpetually sharp
They sit comfortably in place
My sheers cut pennies and knuckles
All day long without gaining deface

Thick white rock wall
It surrounds me
It slaps a tie on me
It cripples me
I can't walk anywhere
Without pouring moist profanity

I have wonderful things to share
And all will care
Including the fearful here
Paralyzed of their duties near
Its fear

I have wonderful things to share
And sharp blades with which to share
Even sell

No matter the thinness of a blade
Rocks only receive scratches

Black and white squares
A touch of red
My job is undead

Important as my veins
Though the nurse spills
Babies me
Calls the police to tell me to leave
Jesus didn't tap out
Neither will I
My knives are sharp
And I have many appointments to keep

Does she pray?  Am I prey?  The strength of reality demands honesty and this path is in a shovel...

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Persephone
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since 2008-10-30
Posts 8
Ireland
1 posted 2008-10-30 04:55 PM


Murderously good work Your first two lines
''My knives are perpetually sharp
They sit comfortably in place''
were enough get me caught in this one. It's a dark one with a really cool perspective and I love it. Fantastic job Pyre.

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