| Topic: desperation(rewrite from 2 months ago) | |
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      I sit silently.
 Silently I watch. Voratious claws eagerly strip the meat from my heart. I do nothing. I only watch, as knashing teeth pulvirize the bowns of my soul. In the end, anger overwhelms me. Hope looses meaning. I lash out. I lash out against the futility of it all. lost in desperation. I tear the the remaining stars from the fabric of my sky. | |
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        Edited by
        darkowl1
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        Wed 03/05/08 01:17 AM
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      good, not a healthy way to live, but good.
 cool grand canyon pic by the way | |
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      Hey poncho... I like the poem overall... very good.
 The only question I have, is: as knashing teeth pulvirize the bowns of my soul. what are bowns? lol... Good to see you posting. | |
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