wastedwalrus
Bluelighter
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- Jun 5, 2005
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The poetry is freely flowing from me as a fountain's heavy pour.
But I redundantly ask and try to conjour:
Where am I?
This warm variation of earth that which I can sweetly recall.
Sinful pleasures derive from our spectacular falls.
Who am I?
Tightly-knit fibers concealing my truths?
The fibers will unravel as I rise from my youth.
I feel the world as it revolves 'neath the feet,
as she circulates, and propels
'round her lover's heat.
Bitter, antagonist! Hear the tears like rain from the sky!
May they fall with impact, may they shriek with each cry!
Feel shame and remorse and the miseries you deserve!
Burn your vice and light yourself, be damned and I...
unnerved!
My explination for this nonsense- Xanax.
But I redundantly ask and try to conjour:
Where am I?
This warm variation of earth that which I can sweetly recall.
Sinful pleasures derive from our spectacular falls.
Who am I?
Tightly-knit fibers concealing my truths?
The fibers will unravel as I rise from my youth.
I feel the world as it revolves 'neath the feet,
as she circulates, and propels
'round her lover's heat.
Bitter, antagonist! Hear the tears like rain from the sky!
May they fall with impact, may they shriek with each cry!
Feel shame and remorse and the miseries you deserve!
Burn your vice and light yourself, be damned and I...
unnerved!
My explination for this nonsense- Xanax.
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