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Darkness..... Plagued, widespread calamity I saw, pain upon the eyes Was it, or was it the unknown I walked, caged in stone searching, the unknown I saw death amoung the shadows Was it, or was it the unknown Visitation, lay deep within my mind Spiraling thy axis out of control I saw Vision's, accelerating. accelerating. accel,, Was it, or was it the unknown Render me thy shadow I awoke, melted in clay Surrender'd, as ease took light Was it, or was it the unknown |
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Topic:
"Almost Over"
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Nice job, very good work. |
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"Almost Over"
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There is much power in your writing young Jedi |
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Topic:
"Almost Over"
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"never part"
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Very nice thoughts here Kalunda, great job!
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"Almost Over"
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[smiless] Thanky you Brother
[kc003] Glad you enjoyed this, thank you |
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"Almost Over"
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When all the world
tells you all your life has been a joke, stand there and Sing about how you made such a difference When all you ever wanted to be was a little whore that's afraid of burning, burning pain between you legs while you lay writhing in your bed with all your dreams that never ever made it past the sheets that cover what's really goin on down there, What's growin down there.... ....but you know, You know what it won't really matter in a day or two might make it all perfect for someone who predicts the weather in another's actions and eyes, eyes that look over what they could've been.... And that's alot see So do, do try to achieve. |
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"Malaise"
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Wow, I've been missing out, this the first poem I read of yours, awesome |
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Topic:
"Malaise"
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When I startled myself to sleep, When I tried to climb out of that sludge Almost waist deep When I tried..... Yes.......that was the...... Only a dream, Those were the only times, When I scalded my insides with a scream What was hidden there? What had been walled? Just a run through, Just a draft, Just something there, to rip apart, suddenly smash the pieces never Leave, and you never Leaf Suck in that same old hole, not even sure Which one's your right way to go. Well.....I'm here, All smiles and wide awake: "I remember a fear, I remember digging around for it in a waist-deep foul lake." Dream A Scape Someone I know she says with quiet, discreet. I think she lives just down the street. Do you think she can see just how this is? I feel you could help her It is what I believe. Stuck for so long under the mud nearly crusted. Unable to claw her way, no one to be trusted. Tired and weary she just sits and stares. Cannot even sort between breathing and fears. Someone I know Wanting to scream. I think she's just realized this is not her best dream. Raine Les 10/6/2009 |
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"Malaise"
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nicely done (B) i remember that lake and the foul intestinal odor i remember how the stench lingered for years and how, so many years later only i know the source of its birth... peace to you... |
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"Malaise"
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Nice!! |
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"Malaise"
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[sharris] Hey, long time no see Thanky you for responding
[different]Thanks different, really appreciate it |
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"Malaise"
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Thanks Art and MzEm
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"Malaise"
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When I startled
myself to sleep, When I tried to climb out of that sludge Almost waist deep When I tried..... Yes.......that was the...... Only a dream, Those were the only times, When I scalded my insides with a scream What was hidden there? What had been walled? Just a run through, Just a draft, Just something there, to rip apart, suddenly smash the pieces never Leave, and you never Leaf Suck in that same old hole, not even sure Which one's your right way to go. Well.....I'm here, All smiles and wide awake: "I remember a fear, I remember digging around for it in a waist-deep foul lake." |
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What do you see
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"Kalonian"
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Topic:
World's shortest poem
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I Why? |
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"Kalonian"
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For all that commented and read, Thank You
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"Kalonian"
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When will
that door open: .... Feed the heart, the hart. Can't it get any more easier than what you'd always expect those he/art's to be a little gore a little slimy plan working out of those days When will that day start, a familiar knock and token I wanted to run you know (maybe) back into the trees out amongst the leaves my glass of wine always at hand in time Such days to dream and float along forgetting the pain of having to go through it again again again again "Oh, it didn't happen that way" Oh, that's the thing to say As a song wells to mind how does it go let me think there let me have a little look-see: "This or That Country sweet sweet Land of Hypocrisy." |
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Topic:
"A Thoughtfull Gift"
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[different] yeah....the articles are usually better then the main content
[MzEm] You feel me girl, thanks for the snap |
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