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As beautiful as heaven, Just like a butterfly. They fly around like rain drops Filling up the bright blue sky. You draw you self away from them, Come crashing down ...
cathy - Oct 7, 2006 - 1 min read
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The House that Jack Kerouac Built [Second Verse] I have found the weeds which Ophelia wound around wrists and ankles; and Chatterton measured the moon. Flirtaceous perrenials blooms of boyhood ...
Caligula's Launderette - Oct 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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My zombie hands clatter across the keyboard the keys rattle and quake and words appear but I can't read them. My zombie breath shoots forth as I cough hacking upon ...
Elizabeth - Oct 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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OKay, due to puncuation problems, this post has been editted with the correct poem. In front of us Are piles of books That help us to learn About what has ...
xoxojessie1995 - Oct 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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Poor doggie.
Snoink - Oct 6, 2006 - 1 min read
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We sit along blackened brick walls, playing old records while broken guitar strings— [play melancholy] husky voices singing into whisky bottles. As we sit speaking only in parables, tracing our ...
Cameron - Oct 5, 2006 - 1 min read
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chapter fifteen descent. she's dry against the mead-colored sunset, bleeding browns and whites. whatever happened to her neverland? whatever happened to riverdance? on waiting list for stronger squall
xanthan gum - Oct 5, 2006 - 1 min read
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Something died in there. Hiding under floor planks and making love among wood lice, we were more than willing to grapple for the immediate dissatisfaction, to touch just to tear ...
xanthan gum - Oct 5, 2006 - 1 min read
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Here I lay, looking upwards, What a glorious sight to behold. The eternal beauty of the Vast heavens, looking down on me. This forgotten beauty will always be with me. ...
a_wolf123 - Oct 5, 2006 - 1 min read
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Pork Roast, I wish you were here. Pork Roast, your smell is near. The thought of you makes my mouth water. But I know this is all a deram. Even ...
Araidne - Oct 5, 2006 - 1 min read
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All the worlds touch Softly in the paper-smelling silence Of sleeping ink. All the worlds breathe And whisper words of wandering Among the wonders. All the worlds sing And dance ...
gyrfalcon - Oct 4, 2006 - 1 min read
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Springtime's breeze sets grasses dancing, Waving, bending, twirling round. Springtime's sun works warm entrancing, Coaxing flowers from the ground. Birds with trilling, warbling song, Brook with curre
gyrfalcon - Oct 4, 2006 - 1 min read
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O frothing ocean waves that mold the lands You churn and toss your head in proud acclaim, Your playthings are the works of human hands. Chameleon skin, your ever-changing mood ...
gyrfalcon - Oct 4, 2006 - 2 min read
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There are so many different ways that I could be like a thousand mirrors, fragments of faces laugh as I smile. Did I learn my life from you? I have ...
bubblewrapped - Oct 4, 2006 - 1 min read
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I’m sick and tired of all the lies. Of all the games you play I’m sick of all the heart breaks So get out of my way. I told you ...
jumping_jacks142 - Oct 4, 2006 - 1 min read