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[HonestRavegrl]

Another stare
Piercing the darkness
But the room is full of light
Another knife, Running through my soul
But not a weapon in sight
So many people listening
But not a damn one can hear
My screaming voice
Echoing through the tears.
Another dies, the death of hate,
The funeral was in hell
They say it was fate
Why the stares?
The knife through the soul??
Why the tears?
It wasnt fate.
Another friend, says they'll be there.
But Where are they,
When the razors slice your wrist??
Another death of hate,
But this time in the midst of the crowd.

 

[HonestRavegrl]

Its always nice to know my poems make people speechless...sorry for botherin ya...ill know better next time. PLUR**
HRG
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Every person in our lives is a mirror reflextion of ourselves.

 

[Robdob]

I know your frustration of getting this board to respond. It is very segregated, especially for a place that preeches the values of PLUR. I found your poem to be very powerful. I am reminded of an incident that occured in LA at the beginning of this year, in the VIP section of a massive. Much like this message board, the selfishness of ones own spirit can leave others suffering, denying the unity that once made a rave so amazing.

 

[Noodle]

..yes, yes, too true rob. ..and this is a strong piece too girl.

Oh, how things are is sometimes , is often it seems, so much less than the silvered candy clouds we can imagine.
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[This message has been edited by Noodle (edited 23 April 2001).]

 

[HonestRavegrl]

Thanks Noodle and Rob...Its nice to know some people take the time to let others know their opinion....

pluR
Amy
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Every person in our lives is a mirror reflextion of ourselves.

 

[HonestRavegrl]

Thanks Noodle and Rob. its nice to know some people are kind enough to share their opinion. pluR....
hrg
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Every person in our lives is a mirror reflextion of ourselves.