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a dream dont know what it means
She says she says I think this is the closest we're gonna get to heaven Edge of a cliff 45 past eleven. I know now she's insane. What morbid thoughts swimming in her head. Waiting for the day the world will end. She says close your eyes darling. Think of the peace sleep will bring. No dreams. Just this memory of you and…
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Remember Me
If my days end tomorrow Will you let me go? As I fight my hardest to stay here Would you give me a hand to hold? No one told me I’d be here this long Who knew I would be here at all? But as this all comes to an end I hope you understand I never wanted to leave you You know I hate to see you cry Now it pains me to see I’m…
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Advisor
Dedicated to: VoidOfMan ADVISOR People, This woman named after a bird and holding kindness She may be reacting to the coaching when she chooses chance To somehow relive a stance To fend off the pointing finger of societies judgement Which was invented by us for them As we sit in the cushioned chain kingdom The law doesn't…
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doing this life thing 1/2 dead
Must not have slept. Just like he described it. Every nerve exposed. Otherwise this dream has gotten out of control. Takin a drive To get these things outta my head. Tryin to do this life thing 1/2 dead. Don't you know how far I'll go? Everywhere I look Flashes of light. I miss the night. Suppose I should sleep... Or wake…
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Lost Face To Face
LOST FACE TO FACE Lost face to face with edge walking eyes eye to eye trying every little trick to somehow create from yesterdays selfish base Blinking forms of us & those & these others neatly & hauntingly afloat in our anger of each other Lost face to face in questions of why with edge walking eyes
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groovy zen
Three days Locked himself away. Peaceful room. Hit record And let his spirit feel the groove. Absent mind but got a taste Of what its like to be replaced. Not too sure where the sun is today But got a feeling its gone away. Day number four Feelin easy. Expressing things she's been missing. Not words but notes Let loose…
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From me to tremors...
---From me to tremors for popping my conversation cherry here on the forums--- Interference never stops Person to person Place to place I hop Sanity follows blindly And with his little man complex She can't serve him ice cream Clean where I sleep is all I wanted Peace where I sleep is all I needed Communication is what I…
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Pandora's Box
Sitting, uncomfortably. So I fold my arms to belong to someone… safely. To belong to me. Holding the closest thing that I’ll ever have to a daughter, or a mother or a lover who softens memories of church bells with a look that reaches nothing more than my present belief that emptiness is a garden filled with light that…
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black clouds beyond her eyes and the golden tears
She takes small steps. Careful not to slip and add to her pain. Tears mixed with rain upon her face. Leaving behind memories she'll miss And sweet dreams of the angels kiss. Black clouds beyond her eyes. And sweet golden tears that wait inside. Awaiting the day they'll be set free. But for now the othersides not seen. So…
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07.11.07
07.11.07 (Coincidently, I looked at the date on the same day (and after) I wrote this and it was 07.11.07. A title was born) Smiled frown gives way which wasn't there the other day Is it the information occupying? Is it the overflow? Does she want to push away? If I called, would she come out and play? What would I do with…
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A Flowers Light
I read about Iran wiping them out Deny the Holocaust someone shouts Your smile lines my vision A vision I wish had a different address An absolute mess at best I built a fence around a desert flower A bright desert flower turned black The entrance rewarded me often as I began to starve it So I closed the entrance gate…
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Mermaid.
Where does a man stand when he has no place hide. Inside or out he's still doing time. A face in the wind with a cool ocean breeze full sails ahead can you see her out at sea. From harbor to harbor and sea to sea he keeps looking for her his lady of the sea. Moon light and stars a trick of the mind he See's her swimming in…
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red devil requiem part 2
My mind is flooded with memories of you. Can't seem to break the dam. Actions guided by a ghostly hand. And everything routine, obscene. Where will you be when I break your crown? Such a long way to fall. You have your secrets but I know them all. Your fabricated stories have become so demanding. Sweet sinful stories for…
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For No Reason
I'm coming to you for some reason I need to get back to that part of the center the part where there's glimpses of that which can offer a reason I'm coming to you for a reason It's not for perfection or humankind instances void of all glorified shit on a plate for no reason I'm coming to you for some reason Nevermind all…
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Male Whores
Yes, You are one You don't think so, do you? So non chalant... I hope you burn in hell Right in front of my fucking face...the adacity! You are the most evil of anyone I have ever encountered I wish you any STD possible Rot you mother fucker
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Skye
I am he as you are me and we are all together see how they run like pigs from a gun see how they fly. :D Godfather.
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Magnitude 7.2 quake hits Pakistan
shehzad are you ok? http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/41139829/ns ... ?GT1=43001
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an illusion of time
Getting drunk on the moon Right when it rises. So tolerant to the tolerance. Bring on the nights surprises. Lift the curtain on your devices. Make a toast and sleep it off. Sleep during the day can't get enough. If you can hear the echoes from within your dreams Try not to scream. He said let it be. Reality getting the…
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Sanctuary
There was a time when they would lock you up in a big old house. In grounds where you could walk away your days. Breathe a sigh as the fog rolled across your gaze; walk arm in arm and talk of pipes and fires and the poems you wrote when you were young. Poems of sanctuary and asylum. It must have been a long life; apart,…
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feather
this fight will never end do you hear me? listen closely …don't lose me drugs work this fight will never get easy … who are you fighting? me? don’t. you’ll hit the ground hard and you will hurt the drugs will not work you will remember happiness that will not return you will hurt in love this is a fight and it will never…
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****morbid...do not enter****
preface by saying..not a true tale... 13 deep slashes on her arm blood pools on the floor everywhere... her only thought... not deep enough razor bloodied in her shaking hand oddly no tears come they dried up long ago the pain pulses more in her heart than her arm stitches should be a thought but no...no... they will match…
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untitled
And here we are Being sarcastic to one another Saying what's on our minds but we don't really say. Little game we play. Why do we do this to ourselves. Voluntary walks through hell. Getting harder to leave there.
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My Fall
When I fall I fall so hard Be it love or times of dark it always feels the same A certain shade of pain No one left to blame In the echo I hear the words Spoken by so few and seldom heard The memories come so strange Broken promises are all that remain The shadow bird stalks me The shadow bird haunts me The shadow bird…
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Polarity and Pygmies
Today I found a photograph of us It slipped out of an unmarked box That left me questioning, everything. At first I romanticised about the picture We looked happy. Why is it that you never felt as happy as you look in a photograph? Is it our way of protecting the past? The perfect pose... how could we know? I couldn't help…
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Autism
Autism puzzle pieces lying on the floor scattered unsure what to do where to fit puzzled by this puzzle indeed cunfused and mind swimming with questions of this disease autism what does it mean? what could it be? how did it turn my world upsidedown? how could it have shaped my personality when i wasn't the one stuck with…
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What's the difference?
We all remember the man Who drove around town in his red corvette Never stopped to say hi Maybe he would just forget He would just drive down the road As if he had owned the world Every seem to care, He never looked back Don’t remember the man Who lived on the streets Talked to everyone who walked by No one bothered to…
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a strange gathering
Somber moment at the dinner table. No one speaks. No one sleeps. Pray its all been a dream. Won't you please be a figment of my imagination. Traveling different roads But somehow we always meet. Can't I please be free? What shortcuts do you take to find me? Someone breaks the silence with a toast. Can someone please find…
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some great poetry on here imo.
here are a few, Keep by Half Full » 17 Oct 2010 21:00 All is not lost for shaking passion Dew mornings promenade they wait they drip promised deliveries to winds hoping these wings so beautiful carry warmth once buried Laughter to love or signs of peace Settle that in swinging Sway I'll see you to set the sun summer the…
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drawings from the poets mind