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January 16th, 2002, 03:30 AM
#1
Senior Hostboard Member
Ideally I should have laid waste to you,
In our bed for an evening that yearned to last,
The blind exploration of something well known,
Led me to a mirage of epic proportions.
Thinking of the past, dissillusioning the present,
Absolution of new ideas and change,
Falling prey to a strong, clear memory and sense of smell.
Invoking the years past and gone by,
I saw myself innocent once more,
Deciding to battle the everready and all knowing,
My lips brought about reality,
Pushing against your flesh,
Pulling at my insides,
Thinkin carefully about myself,
I relive the moment,
And prepare for battle.
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As miserable as life may be I hold it pretty precious...
If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I wil write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always, I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.
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January 16th, 2002, 05:19 AM
#2
Inactive Member
u know han u havent come alive like this with your writing in little bit. im liking it though....
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January 16th, 2002, 11:49 AM
#3
Inactive Member
i really liked this one. some of yoru stuff can be a bit obtruse for me...but every once in a while you post something like this that i want to print off and tape to my wall.
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