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                    depopulationINC                
                
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                    I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it
Afternoon shimmers
In twilight
Sunrise
At sunset
With ashes
I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it
Upon dawn set
Light up
The matches
Sun tan
In starlight
With passion
I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it
                Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it
Afternoon shimmers
In twilight
Sunrise
At sunset
With ashes
I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it
Upon dawn set
Light up
The matches
Sun tan
In starlight
With passion
I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
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            disturbing. are you a pyromaniac?0
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            I like this a lot by the way0
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            I wouldnt say I am a pyromaniac, but I do like fire. Things are meant to burn burn burn burn...Jk...maybe!The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            I like looking at fire, like a moth to the flame, but not starting it.0
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            I have a few incidents with fire in my past....um yeah I started em...totally no damage...I contained them. Stupid hangover. Plus the big one was kinda provoked. Long story, but funny as hell. I will shut up now.The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            BTW, I kinda had the beat of pennyroyal tea stuck in my head when I wrote thisThe only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            indigo or the blue nude dressed and digging
 I sit with mud on the bottom of my jeans. Muddy genes, I have to laugh, digging in the damp soil. October is a good month for planting because the soil gives way, the loam, my eyes roam turning upward toward the sky and then out across to the blue ridge. The Sky is Gray, Ernest T said. He said the sky is gray, but for some of us it is indigo blue. My jeans, mud on my seat, I sit digging in the dirt and planting indigo irises, and thinking of the sky above, and that somewhere beyond the crisp, cool, gray, it is blue. And I wonder why I c y, and what this vision could do beyond the tobacco fields, beyond the smoking, haze gray ships. The sky was gray for a grandmother trying to save her boy from toxicity, and I wonder when we all c y 2 , what will we do?0
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            (and a foot note because it's actually ERNEST J.)
 Ernest J. Gaines, in his own words:
 "We all know--at least intellectually--that we're going [to die]. The difference is being told, 'Okay, it's tomorrow at 10 a.m.' How do you react to that? How do you face it? That, it seems to me, is the ultimate test of life.
 "When I speak to black students about Hemingway, they often ask me what I expect them to learn from 'that white man.' I tell them: 'All Hemingway wrote about was grace under pressure. And he was talking about you. Can you tell me a better example of grace under pressure than our people for the past three hundred years? Grace under pressure isn't just about bullfighters and men at war. It's about getting up every day to face a job or a white boss you don't like but have to face to feed your children so they'll grow up to be a better generation.' "0
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            mmmmmmm k...The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            depopulationINC wrote:I have a few incidents with fire in my past....um yeah I started em...totally no damage...I contained them. Stupid hangover. Plus the big one was kinda provoked. Long story, but funny as hell. I will shut up now.
 My husband has set a few fires (not on purpose). He is a city boy and when we moved to Oklahoma for a few years he decided he wanted to burn the grass to clear it out (he had no idea what he was doing or how fast it catches fire on dry grass). He did that a few times. He also tipped the tractor and caught it on fire. I'll just put it this way, the fire department said if they have to come out one more time, he is going to have to pay a fine. He stopped after that.0
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            twin2 wrote:My husband has set a few fires (not on purpose). He is a city boy and when we moved to Oklahoma for a few years he decided he wanted to burn the grass to clear it out (he had no idea what he was doing or how fast it catches fire on dry grass). He did that a few times. He also tipped the tractor and caught it on fire. I'll just put it this way, the fire department said if they have to come out one more time, he is going to have to pay a fine. He stopped after that.
 good story. Great stuff. LMAOThe only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            Sure beats cow tippin.;)
 That is an interesting story.
 Once we were in an open field in Crosswicks-Chesterfield and lit a buch of flats on fire(with a bottle of Southern Comfort in our hands) and the fire got just a wee-little bit too big, and the town's one firetruck showed up to see what was going on.Needless to say,we didn't get arrested.
 That night anyway.;)A whisper and a thrill
 A whisper and a chill
 adv2005
 "Why do I bother?"
 The 11th Commandment.
 "Whatever"
 PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?0
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 Nice poem anyway,INK.;)Thought producer for me.Ali wrote:Sure beats cow tippin.;)
 That is an interesting story.
 Once we were in an open field in Crosswicks-Chesterfield and lit a buch of flats on fire(with a bottle of Southern Comfort in our hands) and the fire got just a wee-little bit too big, and the town's one firetruck showed up to see what was going on.Needless to say,we didn't get arrested.
 That night anyway.;)A whisper and a thrill
 A whisper and a chill
 adv2005
 "Why do I bother?"
 The 11th Commandment.
 "Whatever"
 PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?0
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            Im glad you like itThe only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            Matches p2 - the burn
 As I
 Turn my head away
 Smolders
 Will they present a better day
 As I
 Walk to shadows from light
 Smolders
 Bring upon my nostrils delight
 Walk away
 Smell of smoldering ash
 Be a ghost
 Time to be somewhere else
 Mend your mind
 Wasn’t as fun this time
 Burn away
 To bring a better day
 Pass on bye
 The all turn blind eye
 Never known
 This day was coming upon
 Shown dismay
 Do they know what it is all about
 Don’t turn back
 Make them come for you
 Why stop now
 Time to carry through
 A simple plan
 But how it comforts you
 Passing time
 Light the fireworks
 Frame of mind
 Takes away some hurt
 Mend the soul
 Is that what this is for
 Watch it burn
 Precedent blaze
 Taking it to the ground
 Instance gone
 In a heap of dust
 Let it go
 Do it until they know
 This is here
 What will come up now
 Set a blaze
 Start it with your match
 Do again
 Use the whole damned pack
 Let it burn
 Crashing to the ground
 Shimmering light
 Break the dark of my night
 Let it burn
 Bring on better days
 Let it burn
 Troubles up in blaze
 Let it burn
 As I run awayThe only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            I love the smell of fire and watching it. As a kid I use to love the smell of cigarettes also but don't anymore. It is amazing how things become ashes and how it can destroy. Fire reminds me of natural disasters in that way. Kinda like it is beautiful and dangerous at the same time thus that saying "playing with fire". That is what I think about my ex - if you play with fire you will get burned. This is a good read depop.  I like how when reading your work I see it in different ways - like it can have more than one meaning behind it - being literal or symbolic.                        Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action, This is a good read depop.  I like how when reading your work I see it in different ways - like it can have more than one meaning behind it - being literal or symbolic.                        Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
 No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
 After you die...you know how to LIVE!0
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            twin1 wrote:I love the smell of fire and watching it. As a kid I use to love the smell of cigarettes also but don't anymore. It is amazing how things become ashes and how it can destroy. Fire reminds me of natural disasters in that way. Kinda like it is beautiful and dangerous at the same time thus that saying "playing with fire". That is what I think about my ex - if you play with fire you will get burned. This is a good read depop.  I like how when reading your work I see it in different ways - like it can have more than one meaning behind it - being literal or symbolic. This is a good read depop.  I like how when reading your work I see it in different ways - like it can have more than one meaning behind it - being literal or symbolic.
 Thanks twin. I like the idea of having multiple meanings or a lieral/symbolic abstract. I guess that way only I trully know what it means. Also, it allows anyone to imagine however they want. Often when I write, and there are a few ways of looking at it, I am writing about multiple things.
 Now, are these pieces symbolic or literal?
 mwaaahwahahahahaThe only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            depopulationINC wrote:Now, are these pieces symbolic or literal?
 Both - HA!  Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action, Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
 No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
 After you die...you know how to LIVE!0
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            twin1 wrote:depopulationINC wrote:Now, are these pieces symbolic or literal?
 Both - HA!  
 hehehe
 burning is funThe only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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            matches - P3
 New night
 Come to me
 New night
 Set me free
 New night
 Light it up
 New night
 I have to see
 Set the stage
 But out of sight
 Bought some time
 Their noose is tight
 When they come
 Then they’ll see
 In the light
 They’ll find me
 Kindle stacked
 From horrid years
 In their heats
 With their tears
 Can’t suppress
 No forgotten times
 It’s in my thoughts
 Can’t cleanse my mind
 Let it burn
 Right to the ground
 Saw the fire
 Haunts day and night
 Gone to ashes
 Unforgotten time
 A pain conceived
 Of theirs was mine
 Let it burn
 To wick from match
 Let them learn
 Fears that hatch
 Let it burn
 Unyielding flame
 Let it burn
 Wished them the same
 Let it burn
 Relive my pain
 And justice come
 But not to me
 For in this ash
 I will be set freeThe only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
 And I won't make the same mistakes
 (Because I know)
 Because I know how much time that wastes
 (And function)
 Function is the key0
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