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Much Too Late
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Yeah, it was a few years back!
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Topic:
The Puppet
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The marionette dreams not,
for controlled minds seek no directioon. Being lead, not only by strings attached, but by seperate bodies. Awakened, only to be restored to an unwanted sleep. Resting not forever, yet forever being. Searching not for shelter, but for the spirit of life stored withinnn its shattered walls. This open space, empty, a vacuum of thoughtlessness, appears to reach out as if it searches for an eternal will of its own. The puppet dances. |
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Topic:
Much Too Late
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Actually, mine had a cocaine twist!
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Topic:
Much Too Late
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Thanks JT, I do play novice guitar by the way, but most of my, well
what i call poetry, is not put too music! Some is though. It's funny that "college educated" poets would see what i write as garbage, but it is their copying of style and form that I see as plagerism! Go figure!!! I thought poetry was an expression of an individual, not something needed to learn. |
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Topic:
Much Too Late
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Too busy finding fault in others,
I've forgotten those of my own. As it grows easier to point my finger, increasingly difficult becomes that of my angers restraint. Feeling more unncomfortable, with once loyal companions, it should be no wonder their own discomfort displayed within close proximity of me. My list of excuses, now almost limitness, keeps growing. My arrogance and short fuse, following a close second and third. Having a snowball affect, I seem now, to be losing control. I see those I love left with no other alternative, leaving me, never to return, having been pushed past their limits. Realizing now, being much too late it is all the consequence of my own doing. Completely alone, to point my finger at, I've only myself. So I do just that, being it the last time, directed at my ear, though this time with gun in hand... |
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To get into my new home before Christmas, buy a half-way decent car by
then and be able to put up a tree there w/my 6 yr. old daughter and make her happy. |
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summer=goodnight........ bedtime!
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fall=winter
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slip and slide= intoxicated
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WATER=THIRSTY
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bathroom=shower!!!
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police= Oh shit!
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not=party-pooper
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shower=ok
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want some...sex
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Topic:
good bye my friends...
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Morena, I didn't say I agreed with Ontario... Only that if what he
posted was true, I would agree, but I don't just believe someones post, truth or not, until I can make a worthy determination myself. |
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now that's gettin in the spirit!
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Topic:
good bye my friends...
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If that's the case, there is a no tolerance stance here on abuse. I'd
then agree with you 100% |
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OK, I think we have private e-mails for one on one conversations!
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Topic:
good bye my friends...
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But then who can we pick on!!lol!!
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