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deadnothingbetterdeadnothingbetter Posts: 2,202
edited January 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
i've been leaving you riddles on the forums
i hope you read them sometime...
they are dark, brutal and sexual
creased like the edges of your soft lips,
the spot where i kissed you at Halcyon.
do you remember the place?
you've created me.
on that night.
we only touched and smelled
and thought and hoped
but we were like children
and we could not gather ourselves
my skin was cold
my heart was racing
no, not that
it was pounding
like the size of a seismic wave
like a mammoth
i wanted to bite you
and taste you
but you left that night
into space city
This isn't the land of opportunity, it's the land of competition.
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  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    i love this.
    so many great lines.
    really great.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • chadwick wrote:
    i love this.
    so many great lines.
    really great.
    thank you kindly, sir. i actually wrote this off the top of my head.
    This isn't the land of opportunity, it's the land of competition.
  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    i love your writing
    its like opening windows
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
  • deadnote wrote:
    i love your writing
    its like opening windows
    wow... interesting way of putting it. thank you.
    This isn't the land of opportunity, it's the land of competition.
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