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An Ending The solitary man. At the top of the cliff. Looked about. At All the beauty. And Wondered why a world so Beautiful, could have So much sadness. The ...
scintillation - Jul 30, 2005 - 1 min read
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bouts pour le petit mort the best kept secrets are unkempt, unkept, and unwept: lullabies lukewarm deep in denim jeans – the best laid plans of mice and men are ...
Caligula's Launderette - Jul 30, 2005 - 2 min read
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I loved it all... But honestly. Was that take your pants off thing really nessisary. I mean you go from kissing to pants... well, it happens I guess. So forget ...
Elizabeth - Jul 28, 2005 - 1 min read
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time stings on as my eyes form a feathery irritation. today (how long ago) hailed of pretentious conversations, fake segregations and neon alterations. yellow eyes remind me of a summer ...
Liz - Jul 27, 2005 - 2 min read
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you lie in bed and encourage your eyes to surround yourself with infatuation and glass dolls, broken yet infinitely see-through. you scrawl novels onto the ceiling until your fingernails cry ...
Firestarter - Jul 27, 2005 - 1 min read
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how come you're posting so much, aren't you in russia passing out over 200 proof vodka or something? regardless, this was a scathing and amusing piece of charictarization. I guess ...
faith - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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A Buzzing Light 7-26-05 The northern light seizes, shudders, new doorbell tinkling pain, new awfulness, new skies exist... At this stage in life, you can’t care what anyone thinks, yet ...
PsyLynx - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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Vertical monuments of conformity line the ground. Caricatures of the insane engulf the sacred zone. Ripples of light force their permant etch apon my spoted skin. Violent direction randomly applied. ...
Starshine - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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you came like lightning and thunder flash bang into my life beautifulwilddangerous a furious cloud cutting through the darkness with raw passion rip it up the first time you look ...
Firestarter - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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I've been looking at this poem for about an hour wondering what I can actually comment on. The way you use words is almost mesmeric and I have absolutely no ...
Firestarter - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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Come in dear, child do come in, to thePlace where all your nightmares beginWhere all the horrors made are saidTo dance around inside your headThey never leave their always thereFor ...
Persephone of the underwo - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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Cemetery Heart Opening the gateway to buried mortality. A landscape of serenity, freedom from agony. Our despair and misery now remain deceased, Living souls awaiting death to bring us peace. ...
janice - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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The Happiest Days of my LifeFeet sticking out round every cornerShrewd comments from behind every doorName calling on the way to EnglishAs they walk behind, need I say more?These are ...
Persephone of the underwo - Jul 26, 2005 - 1 min read
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Petrified. Those lids refuse to close Perhaps, they will cease to open once more? I’m I beholding my final scenery of life? Soon to become another haunting memory floating between ...
graveyard_dream - Jul 25, 2005 - 1 min read
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Hehe. To me, it pretty much was just a load of pants up until the last line: 'you see, the truth is, I don't have a basement or clay jars ...
Sam - Jul 25, 2005 - 1 min read