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Outer Self
Contributed by
shelby
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Sunday, 11th January 2009 @ 01:31:17 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Stand near the edge of forever,
just outside the moments of never.
Here or there betwixt between
nothing was ever as it seemed.
Decisions and indecisions walk hand in hand.
Between outer self and never land.
Closets rattle, cages come undone.
A heap of formed pain in all that has become.
Fractures by day of winters cold breath.
Cracked then glued back together again.
Harvest of souls, danger sighs round.
Clouded over smile beneath distrustful frowns.
Do you see what is there?
Or act as if daylight is blinding.
Menace walks free, young spirits dying.
The end of the beginning and the beginning of the end.
Death to the soul, frozen the friends.
Repeat in the game shame of you.
Repeat in the game shame on me.
Hang heads low, sun is setting again.
Hang head low, still holding but walking away.
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shelby
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2009-01-11 01:31:17]
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Re: Outer Self
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by emystar on
Sunday, 11th January 2009 @ 01:47:56 AM AEST
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Wo girl,
Awesome writing.
One can feel your mind breathing.
Huggs, luv, blessings,
emy |
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Re: Outer Self
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 11th January 2009 @ 06:35:47 AM AEST
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it was a great write. i particularly enjoyed the first stanza, the use of 'betwixt between' was a masterstroke. superb writing.
-phil
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Re: Outer Self
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by Crow on
Sunday, 11th January 2009 @ 09:51:32 AM AEST
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| Shel I know what it is saying in this write, and I know what its like spiting things like this out!, Its a must.. something we all try to do is not give up, I like that in the end of this write. hang in there my friend..love ya! vincent |
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