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glazed green isis
In through a door Seen the dawn of creativity. And lost in the eyes Hypnotized An emerald flame continues burning. Feels like floating And through the haze and maze We run Lost in the things we're still learning. Ignore the wounded cries I'm lost in your eyes I've found utopia.
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Your Motive
I am curious about your motive Did you ever intentionally mean to hurt me? I admit I haven't done anything at you Can you admit to my face the same? I am having a rough time these days and I am constantly reminded of the past It is at the forefront of my mind I don't want to care, you know? Should I? If my questions are…
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basement to penthouse
i had another one of those dreams you know where im in a building and i cant get out or im standing on top and theres the chance of falling but i dont the buidling always shrouded in darkness and i dont now what that means. im disorientated but not for long in and out of elevators trapped inside communal toilets where its…
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elementary dream diving
Through pale forests And down twisting abandoned roads They look for home. Open your night eyes Take it slow. Take it slow. I've heard about unlocked memories And expansions of the unknown. I've seen many wicked faces And they've all sat upon thrones. Now its time to dive. Into cobalt shallow waters. These rejuvenation…
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stalling my inevitable
jam on i say to myself as i cram another book upon the crowded shelf not fully read, but instead caught the gist before the drift drifts off in my head not lost but tossed in the bin where retrieval depends on memory of my sin committed not to recall but to stall my propensity to fumble the ball into the hands of the…
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Live and Let Live????
Struggling with acceptance They owe me, I don't owe them Mother is on the shitlist I can question why over and over but I get no response I hear be like a feather and allow the water to trickle off My burdens are stuck within my soul and I am allowing it to drive me insane If I imitate an angel amidst a storm and her wings…
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Are You Funny?
Hot Valley Writers, an online literary magazine I started with a friend is looking for funny fiction, non-fiction, poetry, limericks, etc. for the next issue. Our all humor issue will be edited by Nick Meglin, former MAD magazine editor. Hot Valley Writers has had pieces by at least three Message Pit members. So we…
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Merlot
Merlot (9/7/10) Like some kind of infatuation I once felt So strong it hurts Kind of like pouring red wine, Merlot Down her legs and down her throat Red wine, red wine I love her so Across her timeline To a distant shore A wave crashes hard Onto a dry beach Red wine so fine Merlot’s her name A name I taste Hands like…
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On the Sand
Hey you over there!! It doesn't matter if you love me or her I'll love you until you can love yourself The bottle, well, it's just one of those things that took too much away Granted with 30 days today I guess I don't have to worry about the streets quite yet Allow the universe to carry you about your ways and ride the…
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self inflicted
he knows its time time to open the thick metal doors time to let the others back in while simultaneously airing out his soul a fall cleansing of sorts he knows its time time to put away the past and let dreams breathe again while sharing them with others time to let go of anger and face the day new without the weight named…
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Frank & Daisy {edited}
Oh, I have you now But it won't be for long These days just tumble on Grab with me this song Let's hold its meaning long when we hold each other near This time we may forget These things fade everyday Years, they fly right on We're both here on this day {edit} The nights they shuffle cards 52 weeks a straight In nightime…
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Portugal
Portugal, Portugal, Portugal!! Portugal, Portugal, Portugal!! Portugal, Portugal, Portugal!! Portugal, Portugal, Portugal!! Portugal, Portugal, Portugal!! I love that place!! It's like Seattle in a way.... love it!!
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Broken
Broken My foot My life My heart but not my soul Resentments can keep me alive Every bitter piece that swarms around my being is just dark energy...for today I can begin again today or hold on until I hurt someone Fuck you!!You HEAR me? Fuck you!! Who the fuck do they think they are? Who the fuck do I think I am? Anger is…
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"I Am One" poster by Tim Doyle
http://insidetherockposterframe.blogspo ... y-tim.html I know there are a lot of who fans, figured I'd give you guys the heads up, as this is one print I MUST have! There are few good prints of the who. Also, check out this Keith Moon by bMethe:
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Maybe Not
maybes come menacing someone pulled something over & under sand raked away your firey dreams overcoming undercomings between you & I maybe apparently yet still nothing worth remembering? comes from inside... all you hide... is all I see
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{untitled}
Run faster now The black is creeping in Into my arms now Before the flame is lost in sinful wind. Release to me I'll be your guide into infinity. Plant the seed of trust in me And don't trust anything you see. I know your head is spinning That's just the memories kicking in. This dream is just begining. Time an illusion we…
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learning as we age
There are important pieces that I never understood and they're appearing to me now and I guess that's about right to learn more as I get older (!) yeah, that's my life once again. some people already knew the whole (but not me) and, good for them but I never understood that you have to blindly proceed ! not knowing HOW…
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A couple Pearl Jam Haikus
written in 2000 This election year HAIL, HAIL to the lucky one Who comes in second Rabbit in hat Abra Cadabra it's gone NOTHING AS IT SEEMS Plants in the GARDEN If they're not shown any love They will someday die My woman left me Here in the desert to die LONG ROAD into hell Had an assignment Wrote it in the PRESENT TENSE…
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blow me (another one for the boss)
BLOW ME You cannot stoop to help a child you cannot stop to lend a hand Your advances come at the expense of others, to that end BLOW ME You use and abuse with a permanent smile I have seen through your fucking facade all this while BLOW ME You chain your dog that fucking hurts me so I would like to chain your ass just so…
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next morning
relief in abusing me next morning feels sweet? next morning feels empty why… nothing other than me? never fail to see… the big tree I never fail to see the colours outside me I never fail to smell the cinnamon coffee never fail to remember my lil niece while lookin at the waffles and strawberries I never fail to remember a…
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Coagulate
To you Who never knew me Wipe your fake tear And shed your disgruntled look Of despair To you Who never knew me You should be ashamed Because you also Harvest the pain I bear And to you Who never fucking knew me These drops of blood I bleed for you Yes, you who never knew me Nor ever heard my song And even you Who never…
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blood hurts
blood hurts outer the other way the hidden directions chosen to be is invitation gemstones all of them put together do not equal apples feeding angels as murder in pleasure pools to be with you to be with you standing this far away feels so near all cry every crow feathers fall faces wet standing this far away to be with…
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*when i count to five you'll be in a quiet place...|
One Two Three Four Five Close your eyes. You're in an open field. Under cobalt skies. Open your mind to the things inside. An echo from my dream. Flight becomes your favorite game. Above the oceans. Feel no pain. We're entering deeper now. Golden light now. Beautiful on the ebony clouds. Feeling infinite. Burning up…
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morphine
morphine holding stomach pains empty hands empty guts slamming wine and pills eating doses at the bus stop staggering was it yesterday or today right now step up for the driver find a seat of seats rotate with streets nothing in struggle hurts as bad as nothing as long as nothing will ever be escape nothing will ever be…
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negative miles and neon
9 miles behind me The sands cover my tracks And I am a ghost. I shift in and out of exile and civilization. This time I'm not going back. No longer attracted to the dark night, I celebrate in soft neon. Stepping up in life. No matter how small the step.
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Diamond Sands and Ebony
He steps off of the road into the desert. The moon a half red ruby in the velvet sky. Peace to his eyes. His cup is half full so he ventures into unknown. Letting the vibe guide. Behind diamond sands and ebony, he sees his muse. In all her beauty she dances in a aura. He starts to sway but can't look away. Here it comes…