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Breathe
May 30, 2005 12:56:30 GMT -5
Post by blackacidprophet on May 30, 2005 12:56:30 GMT -5
Faces embrace gray smiles, tears to blue not to cry; The poet's lines - inhaled
Ghosts choke Death's girl, deadly truth of soft lace; A hollow moment - exhaled
Ryhming nails blossom, passion dulls in the scratch; Poverty became scars - breathe
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.Unwillingly.Broken.
Wandering Muse
I'm blind to everything but you, But I'm so blind to everything you do.
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May 30, 2005 17:58:41 GMT -5
Post by .Unwillingly.Broken. on May 30, 2005 17:58:41 GMT -5
bizaare, I mean really weird. Incredible, don't get me wrong, but really odd. I likes it.
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May 30, 2005 19:10:28 GMT -5
Post by blackacidprophet on May 30, 2005 19:10:28 GMT -5
I'm glad you liked it, i can't tell what was going through my mind at the time.
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Jun 12, 2005 22:37:20 GMT -5
Post by Rose of the Forgotten on Jun 12, 2005 22:37:20 GMT -5
blackacidprophet, I think that there were some interesting images and possible themes behind what you wrote. Even if it's not concrete. Good work. Amazing what you can come up with when you aren't really thinking.
-- Jus
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