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 Feb 26 2005, 12:46 AM
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 Bardic Nation  Group: Member Posts: 1,113 Joined: Aug 2004 Member No: 38,059  |
REFLECTION
tension is building it seethes and contracts it's a tease and come back what a strange melody left on the wrinkled lobe just a drunken vision just a drunken vision which deciduous division such malicious disposition it tends to hobble in and out it tends to hobble in and out drifting from sleep to rage and back again hairless and without dreams devoid theyre escaping this fighting of illusive pain twisting vortex down the drain its all falling out gone sane which way snaps back to reality falling back to reenact the fantasy tilting on the veins of mentality just a drunken vision just a drunken vision which strain is most potent which vein licks precision can it be the utterly delicious the shot of calamity keep the meter running fastening the haste in pace of the reled race can find a chance place around my taste, the most irritable face is within the grasp of my eyes. broken lies and indifferent size. bitter allies can devise a wroughtful device built to divide. just a drunken vision seeking external enlightenment outside the linin' cancelled for rain the window frame delivers a tear of dry chase the earth raped of her breadth wisps of jubilant rays stretch a wickedly righteous wretch just a drunken vision just a drunken vision suicidal leaves falling to the grassy creeds what pleasant lack of seeds manifesting flames its kindling the inferno its growing eternal which pavement burial dug up the stench of mundo world plasmatic reactin like automatic ranges its stages are blackened what happened to the beginning just a drunken vision just a drunken vision pandering to the drowned delivering past tents of anchored rain monsoon of blood transfers through what has been done to you? do unto brothers what has taken to the blue swollen in fear, tension releases asunder no wonder the thunder stops and we're a lump away from a tear just a drunken vision whats it stuckin pigeon twisted on the lines jolting light from beneath its loins its lost its points and bestiary coins leads me to my next dubitable line deep inside my ever grinding mind beneath the plight deeper than light farther than reaching steeper than right bleaching the sight what can happen tonight of all nights it seems so calm in an ever lessening dream |
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| *stephinika* |
Feb 27 2005, 08:36 PM
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wow. thats awesome. i love your vocabulary.
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Feb 28 2005, 10:50 PM
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 Handclaps please Group: Member Posts: 503 Joined: Jun 2004 Member No: 26,359 |
I really love it. I esp. like the repitition of "just a drunken vision". Nice job. It is really just..amazing.
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Feb 28 2005, 11:50 PM
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 Live Your Own Party Group: Member Posts: 1,261 Joined: Mar 2004 Member No: 7,489 |
All I can say is.... wow... Damn, that's amazing. I love your vocabulary and I can almost feel what you felt. You did a wonderful job at expressing yourself. That's what poetry's all about.
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Mar 1 2005, 02:46 AM
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Bardic Nation Group: Member Posts: 1,113 Joined: Aug 2004 Member No: 38,059 |
thanx
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| *Programmer* |
Mar 1 2005, 04:49 AM
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very nice
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