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Fizzling Selfless 1-31-06 Fizzling. Catching on something, a splinter, mirrors tell of sunken eyes. a future shrouded by shrieking sympathy in the loneliness of a skull, neurons firing like city ...

freedom 3-23-06 Freedom relax, lie back or stand up meditate on the nonexistence of all things, rise to the top of a high city building and scream into the pouring ...

Deborah Come now and judge me, like Deborah before the rain; shadows congregate between us in the hole that separates justice from the just. A fire is lit and burns ...

Ramona Revised To know would be too easy for us. Crying is often spoken too soon; below the skin of anguish lies the flesh of infinite release. The streets of ...

It’s almost comical From an outsider’s view But here, inside, I’m suffocating Kiss me on my sickened brow, Your lips planted in darkness Seeds of doubt on my forehead Burrowing ...

our silhouettes could guide us, all on their own, beneath the lights. as we walk side by side, hand in hand, there's no one outside here to trust, since we'd ...

this is the, hmm let's see how many allusions I can put in one poem. All comments, crits, suggestions welcome. Ciao CL. vermillion corset feather firebrand this is the end ...

For Dusky inspired by and dedicated to my amazing sister Struggling through quicksand, failing to stem the tears you’ve cried, trying to take off when gravity feels like it’s multiplied. ...

I'd appreciate some constructive criticism. I know it needs work, but I don't know how to fix it. Also, this may or may not be in the right forum, so ...

how much did i love you? i counted the ways that you loved me i'll always remember the things we used to do now black and white is all i ...

The Lady in the Snow Frilly frocks and golden locks as she danced in the snow, She wondered where he be here or there, but she didn't want to know. ...

He was a day-gazer Articulate, motivated, past The rush of air on wintry mornings Swift and competitive Tasteless on the tongue But fire on the soul I swayed before jumping ...

Guy.... I messed up, We both know its true, I need you back, It’s getting harder to breath, and my face is turning blue. I'll sit here in Agony, And ...

life's the same day after day days begin and end in the same old way my emotions are drained, my mind astray, if only it would rain and wash my ...

I don't know what's gotten into me with this sudden cliche rhyming scheme but God, I pray it goes away. and if you had taken me away, the way you ...