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The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
The mother sucks and the father swallows creation never meant so little lick your lips and drink my blood and watch it wash right back its just work teach us well expel our thoughts empty heads talk to no one for money, I’d kill you brother for a little space, id make a memory a quaint taste of degenerate empathy as I crawl back to the womb it suddenly became a forest I opened up my fist and quickly ran out of room silence we make when everyone can hear attention swallows we are quick learners and better listeners the mother teaches and the father follows crashed on the couch her highness in flight behind the ant hill I had my say former pets and current slaves the feel of weapons without the weight of words New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire |
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sweet_cute_palestinian04 Member
since 2004-04-11
Posts 418Earth |
wow wow wow awesome workkk I hate the world because it does'nt have a taste, i HATE the world because it does'nt have a color.!! |
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KuruShio Member
since 2003-11-18
Posts 110 |
there is alot in this one that i wish i wrote down before you did  the for money, i'd kill you brother stanza type thinggy is quite litteraly brilliant churn out more of this stuff please |
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Purple Poet On Wheels Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 145Pittsburgh/Edinboro, PA |
Hand Over Fist |
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kissa~rachelle Senior Member
since 2003-11-27
Posts 988nowhere special |
I agree with Kurushio. **FOr money, I'd kill you brother*** My favorite, to say the least. Indeed very amazing, and quite brilliant. I will be adding this. I want a relationship i can finally sink my teeth into.~ Alexander Sterling |
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junemac Senior Member
since 2003-04-24
Posts 1005uk |
Clever poem with some great stanza's. amazing words in this one. well done from june x for money, I’d kill you brother for a little space, id make a memory a quaint taste of degenerate empathy |
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junemac Senior Member
since 2003-04-24
Posts 1005uk |
An excellent write. Good powerful Stanza's and complete. Hugs from June x |
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Paper Tiger Member
since 2003-09-28
Posts 77 |
This is a very clever poem you've written here; it has a very sarcastic tone. Keep writing! We see much, observe little, and perceive less. |
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Sweetest Sorrow X Member
since 2004-01-19
Posts 146From a cradle to a casket |
i agree..very clever...great write You better count your lucky stars that everything I wish for..doesnt come true |
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Sweetest Sorrow X Member
since 2004-01-19
Posts 146From a cradle to a casket |
and great read* You better count your lucky stars that everything I wish for..doesnt come true |
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The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
thank you guys, appreciate your comments New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
"a quaint taste of degenerate empathy" I am stunned that I have not read upon such talent of yours, until now. stunned... |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
random thoughts placed so well together. |
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BabieDoll Member
since 2003-02-13
Posts 268BFE |
WHOA! This was an awesome piece of writing! I especially liked this stanza: for money, I’d kill you brother for a little space, id make a memory a quaint taste of degenerate empathy Good stuff!! ~J.Lynn  There is not ONE person in this world that you cannot live without. |
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