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Post by _black phoenix_ on Sept 20, 2005 15:14:45 GMT -5
betrayed...
you filled our pages with empty words, emotion bled dry from the wrists of another.
my home feels tainted.. you defiled the safety that once embraced this lost heart and so many shadows seeking refuge.
f*ck off.
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Post by Reaper696 on Sept 20, 2005 15:53:38 GMT -5
Ouch, raw emotioin all over this one. It feels a little rushed but nicely done nonetheless...
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Post by Aish on Sept 20, 2005 16:54:50 GMT -5
[you filled our pages with empty words, emotion bled dry from the wrists of another.
my home feels tainted..] loved these parts...divorce??
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Sept 20, 2005 17:04:31 GMT -5
carpe and misty.. home refering to dark star.
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Post by Aish on Sept 20, 2005 17:44:42 GMT -5
My bad - still love it <3
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Oct 21, 2005 13:37:45 GMT -5
youve left me utterly alone with this love. but deep down i know it was i who unwillingly abandoned you first.
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Post by MirrorImage || egamIrorriM on Oct 27, 2005 16:21:26 GMT -5
i liek the one about carpe and misty, and i know how you feel...
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Feb 16, 2006 14:04:56 GMT -5
im writing a february poem in jan.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on May 25, 2006 22:51:50 GMT -5
sparks and spores light the breeze in flurried bits of life.
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Post by Mikepoet on May 27, 2006 8:59:57 GMT -5
This is really good..I thought of you when I was at work and the last rocket went up..it was blocked by clouds and all I saw was the exaust and heard it..It was big whatever it was.. For some reason I thought of you..it had something to do with you being a Nature lover and science..I think of you and your poetry sometimes and wrote one of you when in jal but I gotta find it..I am doing the wherever I may roam whee I lay my head is home thing right now..till I get a few more paychecks.. I am sorry I just got into a talk about my life and this was your thread..I liked this one..poem I mean..
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Post by _black phoenix_ on May 27, 2006 11:35:45 GMT -5
that made me smile mike. you guys pop into my head all the time when im out and about.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Oct 3, 2006 17:29:48 GMT -5
these cracked roots lack inspiration, dry with broken words and lost thoughts.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Dec 30, 2006 16:53:43 GMT -5
i am empty of words. only when my heart has collapsed, can i speak.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jan 12, 2007 1:15:42 GMT -5
Loving words spark this damp mind, wet with the thoughts of long lost storms.. I reach searching
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Apr 4, 2007 1:04:11 GMT -5
lulled senses..
shift from first.
strong, steady crescendo < <
pace. quickens. hearts
skip a beat
as colour -and life- flood back.
__ Inspired by "A Perfect Circle" By Mr. Bungle.
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