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slint breadcrumb trail
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yo la tengo
i am not afraid of you and i will beat your a$$ |
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tokyo police club
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birdys pub and grill im not sure where it is somewhere in indy
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terra and luna old friends
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what is it that the breeze whispers to the trees that has them shaking in their leaves?
is it that the earth and moon share an inside joke? and can you see it when the earth shakes? or does the laughter ripple as tidal waves? are they laughing at us or against us? |
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tokyo police club
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any fans?
neone close to indy can see them march 19 at birdys ill be there |
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deer in headlights
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thank you im glad you guys liked it
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yeah me too first time it was great
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deer in headlights
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blue eyes bashful
skin coppertone hair black straight down the back gaze pierce bone |
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and you will know us by the trail of dead richter scale madness
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teetertotter
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life is like a seesaw with its many ups and downs
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meat puppets mirage
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you can always pan handle you wouldnt be alone
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push pull destroy
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i am a bitter battle fought on many fronts
it is war in here theres no room for heroes do not be a casualty |
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worst and best sequel
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the worst matrix reloaded although its better then the last
best terminator 2 |
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close lipped
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just call me butter
thank u kindly |
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taco greyhound ruby gravy ur thinking of last years line up |
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peaarl jam gogol bordello the disco bisquits
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Unwittingly Bound
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Unwittingly Bound Waking in dark Restrained to my space Confined shallow walls Hold me in place. No sounds can be heard In unfruitful pitch black A thumping begins As my dead heart fights back. The sweet smell of earth Invades with it's scent. Clawing at beams My strength is ill spent. Rage comes to mind And dies with foul air, Heaven can't save me And hell wouldn't care. Caught in a limbo Encased in the earth Denying my visage Shackeled to berth. Refusal of dormance Now caught with light breath Unwilling is doom As I unrest here in death. A faint tapping heard And a rapping perceived A rushing of air Into dead lungs received. A faint faded shadow Clothed in the night Pulls me from tomb And sets me upright, With each searing movement The stiff joints give in My rage finds my mind As I plot my revenge. The dark angel tames me With kiss from black lips And bids me to taste Of the blood that she gives. Intoxicatingly trusting My feet leave the ground I hear her words uttered To this dark angel I'm bound. Fadedspirit 3/8/2008 your poetry is very visual very good id like to see some illustrations with them |
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close lipped
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thank u Lamom glad u enjoyed it
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a phantom limb
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nice write   thanx you have a couple bad habits there 
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