DarkenTheSky
Demon Disciple
Beneath the Watery Lust Garden, my Secret Lies. . .
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Post by DarkenTheSky on Nov 8, 2005 0:07:42 GMT -5
"DYING FLAME"
Shhhh. . . . Can you hear it? the lighter's gone out, Along with the drugs, While i'm sinking through the floor with the knowledge i need more, And i'm left all alone, with the shadow people dancing From the ghosts of the dying flame and my face pressed against the mirror to hear my thoughts, i think so quietly these days. . . Trembling hands fumble with my face, trying to erase the beauty melting away, with that dying flame Bought my happiness in a dimebag today, since you've gone away, Gotta get my fix some-place. Condemn me for a smile not caused by you. "Subconsciously self-destructive" might be slightly true, But you miss the point of this reckless surrender, Happiness is worth it's depth in the grave, a simple smile, a subtle change, i had some help, but dont we all? When you take that shot to calm your nerves, or work long hours for expensive things, so that your eyes light up and your mind is free, You smile just like me. But i'm chasing the dragon silently, smile secretly, Because my kind of happiness is sold on the streets, . . . corruption isn't free, but to smile means the world to me. And in this world of pain, So little is lost, . . and so little is gained. . . and happiness is manufactured with my dying flame.
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Post by ImpendingDoom on Nov 8, 2005 2:55:02 GMT -5
oh my, that is just great stuff dude. your poems rock! they're always so...familiar...things i can relate to. anyways, keep on keepin on dude.
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eberkain
Crimson Soul
Limerick Beast
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Post by eberkain on Nov 12, 2005 18:43:46 GMT -5
I read a couple posts a week, if not a couple dozen, but I rarely reply. I did enjoy this piece. Well done.
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Post by PalaceWhore on Nov 14, 2005 12:17:04 GMT -5
you speak whats on your mind, thats good letting it all out. and when the drugs kick in, a feeling of orgasm comes into place.
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Post by Moonstone Maiden on Dec 5, 2005 20:26:05 GMT -5
I love the way you break off, start, stall it, revv it up, and the engine splutters.
'But i'm chasing the dragon silently, smile secretly, Because my kind of happiness is sold on the streets, . . . corruption isn't free, but to smile means the world to me. And in this world of pain, So little is lost, . . and so little is gained. . . and happiness is manufactured with my dying flame. ' Very very powerful poetry here. Big Bang -styled ending.
'Condemn me for a smile not caused by you.' *Punches air* Ha ha. Yeah, eat that you sucker! Not so big now are you biiiiach. ;D
Mm. Such delight, is the warm melted wax against my palms.
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Post by shamefulsean on Dec 7, 2005 6:07:19 GMT -5
love the flow of this piece..i could really feel the loosened tension from it (if that makes sense) spiffy**goofy smile on face**
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