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Slicing
Contributed by
Sandscribble
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Thursday, 10th July 2008 @ 05:08:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
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and the fever had Me distant each memory took its turn.
I lay quiet there is no break in the flood
of good and bad, no judgement right or wrong.
Death is no wind-up toy, but a constant,
with phantoms moving in and out your soul.
Let Me promise one act can save You.
and I lay shallow, on a shallow plane
remembering ancient tears forgotten sins.
and the slicing, something will come,
what then.
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2008-07-10 17:08:36]
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Re: Slicing
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by shelby on
Thursday, 10th July 2008 @ 06:18:42 PM AEST
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and I lay shallow oh I feel you and this .
I feel entire write. We shall talk about this more.
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Re: Slicing
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by EloquentDegenerate on
Friday, 11th July 2008 @ 05:46:32 AM AEST
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| Great poem...some unfinished thoughts leave it open to interpretation and very powerful! |
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