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Horseman 5.0
Contributed by
ripper_something_unusual
on
Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 05:01:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Picking flies I’m haemorrhaging to find the monsters,
In between and under night lit watchmen.
Picking lies, I’m selling organs and clock hands,
As to pay for things that I can use to watch them.
This bitter hand it only bites to spite the temporal tattered lobe,
Here within this simple solemn statue
Spitting crimes, I’ll reimburse dark movements.
All parts within machines that might be true.
When winter white and cleansing snow will come around the corner,
Turn to water,
Drown all of our sins,
When burning bright old morning light brings fire that brushed past you,
Turn to ashes,
So the new and the better may begin.
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Re: Horseman 5.0
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by Nirvana12 on
Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 05:20:40 PM AEST
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| Amazing write, keep it up. |
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Re: Horseman 5.0
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by Urizen on
Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 07:10:26 PM AEST
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| Cool, Lots of strong feelings and I like the way at the end there's a glimmer of hope. I loved the words you used, good write. |
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