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I don't know if it was something I ate or drank,
at the local Mexican restaurant, or just the heat
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I don't know why But this year the idea of Christmas makes me sad
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Skating around the periphery of consciousness treading the high tide of perplexed illusions
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We talk about things gone and past;
Topics that never seem to last.
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Sweet Alice, so curious
of mayhem and mystery
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My eyes are stuck to the broken Shards of smoky glass, lying on
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How can you live, when you are not free?
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I cannot help but notice That I stand out as the ugly duckling
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anything it all pours out, scintillating like starfire crystallized by fighting trees
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Awkward silences blanket the space between two copper tunnels,
blown speakers sit, contemplating animosity, as if disillusioned
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Drowning in a dark pool Choking on words
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by spiffyspat
39 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 22 4:50 PM. In Crazy, Weird, Strange, Rhyme, Awkward, Mental, Mental Illness, White Rooms, Asylum
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Voracious and insatiable lips
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by MysticEnchantress
50 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 21 9:39 AM. In Contest, Society, Reality, Fantasy, Strange, Political, Weird, Thoughts, Life
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Shadows of the past
Closing in
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Trying to keep my mouth quiet Trying to not cause stress
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Buried under soils of facts Water of life poured from above
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Bored outta my mind, Nothing to do.
by hellohello
23 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 4 10:41 PM. In other, wierd, funny, bored, strange, late, night, humor, life, more
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by Kia Tenshi
37 lines, 7 comments,
on Sep 24 5:55 PM. In strange, random, lack of meaning, metaphor, symbolic, dark, sad, pain, dreamlike
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Everything had floated away
like a balloon into a cloudy sky,
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It’s a Friday night A little after eleven, but not quite midnight
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My back against a cushion of broken dreams
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She lies beneath an ailing dawn
eyes staring sightlessly upon
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For the readers interpretation.
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Possibly Thom Yorke inspired.
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I met you on a bus stop you were crying hard that day
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