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Remote, In More Ways Than Two
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Remote, In More Ways Than Two |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Like in slow motion, My eyeball tears away from my socket, Leaving me blind, To black and white static, I see the reverberating of the iris, Like I am on the outside of my body, Looking in, Like on fast forward, My legs crumble and I fall, Leaving me disabled, Too helpless, I see the working of my joints, On the bitumen before me, Where the yellow bricks can’t be followed, Like pressing rewind, I come back together again, Leaving me struck dumb, To a hallucination, And I see all the walls stand around me, Suffocatingly, But holding me together like tar, You are there to protect me, From self-destruction. "Why are my visions so unliving with dreams? And why do I no longer care?" - Stygian |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
This is trippy, like your describing a shroom experience...? Really descriptive. Probably the one of best I've read by you. I'm impressed... keep it up... |
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PKreturns Member
since 2003-07-21
Posts 362New Orleans, LA |
Very deep stuff...definitely want to read more. |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Thank You for enjoying it. Courtney, Hollow. "Why are my visions so unliving with dreams? And why do I no longer care?" - Stygian |
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PainBaneChaos Member
since 2003-10-17
Posts 150The point of no return |
I like it, it's intense. It has something, not rhythm, more like drive to it. Rock on. People like you are the reason people like me need therapy. |
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