mee
Crimson Soul
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Post by mee on Aug 6, 2014 7:18:21 GMT -5
parch,meant dry walks the why of words finds of hope pen,sieve smears disputed dreams unreally real am i naught but the one i feel a dizzzzzy stretch of blood fell eyes the world holds no more oh , sUrPriiiiise wwoww , seen this just look at seen possibilit-ismal schemes of humaness-ent missing means
plan'full plot'spun penny'took eyes look twice through coins of weighted lies so strong to some these paper ties how feel you all as nature dies and cries and tries and simply flies away to where deplete supplies our not so personal demise take much with us in thickened skies SURPRIIIIISE , shit we knew it all the time no scream see i just puppet mimes spat back our gift beautiful minds the great of waste we human kinds parch'wet the meant of missing rhymes
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Post by Bastet on Feb 22, 2015 3:51:38 GMT -5
Your style is difficult to comment on. It makes me think of a mix of e.e. cummings and, well, drugs. But not in a bad way at all. I really enjoy the way you play with words and arrange them. I'm surprised and saddened no one commented and this piece has sat here neglected for so long.
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