A Mellon Collie Poem

plazma

plazma

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Behind Conroy, with a Chainsaw...
New looks, ambitions
Another rebirth
That first tiny haircrack
In the egg of your soul
Not personified
Not a person
Back to where we started
A million years before
Without the blindfold
So much brighter
Sunglasses would be nice
Accessorising my past
Solution to self hate
Band-aid for a cancer
Glasses for blindness
Every hair on your head
Is so precious
It's almost a pity that you're bald
Buried in an open grave
My inner man decays
What's that smell?
Can't you see the flies?
Shining face of innocent hypocrisy
My smile's the oldest lie
Taken at (two) face value
I'm ugly and you're drunk
Tomorrow you'll be ugly too
We'll both be sober
My mirror never talks back
Mothers little boy
Grew up to be a monster
But I'm older now
Every hair on your head
Is so precious
It's almost a pity that you're bald
Vanity the most common evil
Admire you from afar
Wasn't I always different?
Cutting off my head
To spite my face
Lies are the cure
Then I'm the disease
An empty world
Full of my friends
Infected with me
Can I also be the cure?
Jumping, hand waving
Pick me, pick me
Alone on the playing field
Now I can be a winner
A loser at the same time
Every hair on your head
Is so precious
Its almost a pity that you're bald
-plaz out-
 
fucking hell plaz....
Im scared to say that i think this is my favorite thing youve ever written.
I'm ugly and you're drunk
Tomorrow you'll be ugly too
We'll both be sober
My mirror never talks back
Mothers little boy
Grew up to be a monster
But I'm older now
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Wasn't I always different?
Cutting off my head
To spite my face
Lies are the cure
Then I'm the disease
An empty world
Full of my friends
Infected with me
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this reminds me so much of how i used to feel in highschool. the self loathing and despising everything around me for being so shallow and false, you brough back old memories that i would have been happy to have left buried. but im a different stronger person now and i can face it, like im sure you can too.
*hugs* dude for being able to dig so deep inside me, and show me things i should never have forgotten.
and more *hugs* just for the feelings in this poem.
Thanks Plaz. i hope youre ok.
luv ant
 
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whoa...still a bit taken aback.jesus christ this was brilliant...that's about all i can muster up right now..somewhat speechless...
 
Thanks guys, I can't tell you how good I feel about writing this poem. Its probably one of the VERY few poems that I feel was worth the time it took to write. I'm glad to see others feel the same, though usually the artistic merit takes second place to actually just getting the feelings out and onto paper.
Today it just happened to work especially well.
As for coping, I might be coping with not coping, or not coping with coping, or neither, maybe I'm just sliding. Either way, its not stopped me breathing, or my heart beating.
*hugs to all* & thanks for the praise.
-plaz out-
 
I was so angry with you tonight....and then I read this....
*sigh*
God plaz, you are a brilliant writer. Nothing and no-one can ever take that away from you. I know you're in pain at the moment and I'm sorry I don't have healing hands to make everything instantly better but know that you will always, always have your words. You have a talent most people can only dream about.
Like Harrasser I think this is your best poem yet. Absolutely fucking brilliant.
 
its so cool to see you useing a more polished structured form, and still pull it off so well. i have to remember to read the words bit more... damn you boy, you always write so well, so fucking clearly.. but you know that already so i'll just say;
nice work plaz.
and screw copeing, not copeings makes for far better reading.
;p~
ah what am i doing, i'll lose my greenlight status if i keep posting like this.
 
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My smile's the oldest lie
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Like apollo already highlighted...
that sentence, how fucking true it is, it makes so much sense to me. And yes, i do believe this is the finest piece ive read of yours to date!
We are lucky to have this forum, to vent, and clear up things like "my smiles the oldest lie", it gives us insight into what normally is so well hidden.
 
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I couldn't comment on this when I first read it , and even now the words don't want to come.

Your writing is a special gift :)
 
I think I was the one who nominated this one for BofB... at least I hope I was.

This is definitely your best poem. It's weird... this time last year I was still climbing over the balconey to bitch about your pasta bowls and have you steal my cigarettes...

I don't think I've ever told you this [and you may never know] that I miss you. :\
 
awwww........but he is a monster......sighs .....nice but it is not depressing enough.........all you have to do is write poetry about bush and people become suicidal. is that really how you spell collie? smashing forskins kicked arse
 
after reading this one over and over again a number of times i still dont really know what to reply with. its very realistic in the way it resembles things.

glad its in here :)
 
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