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And So It Sets In

Contributed by euphoema on Saturday, 29th January 2011 @ 04:15:50 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Gladasmir
I more den most ask
Trash blooms to groom
The one and only made for
So they tell one another
Vow not to bother
My singularity
That I share with a few specifcly
Never more never less
Those I share with intimacy
Get to undress me
Not my clothes
Something words of the lame cant grab
Something I never had
Something I think I had
Posession of at one point in time
As I gleam a certain scope
Sure I miss most
Of what I not no
Mixed with wut I no
Yes,… I wana be told
To my question
No evidens im guessin
Answers In question
Possibility I scream sketchidly
Wanted elasticity in a world
Of rusticity
Eaten away while the inner core
Strives to eat away
Wut it perceives to be eatin away
Its physicality
Ph doctrine
Winds up erroneous
When I put my two sense in
My fins rushing through wind
Pressure cooking
My creative hopes
No escaping the slopes
Loving pain
Enjoying pleasure
Searching hither and thither
Wither no way
I gather wut is needed for the day
And the next
For this man
And the next
Is where my global change is headed
Be not
What is seen
Doing exactly what you mean
For them not to seam
Its way through weak
So it seems
Mistaken identity
Actions speak
Words are bleak
To the next scene
afolding
As seconds millimeters
Whatever measurment
Bombards its way in
This noise making
Synchronatic asianatic
Looking combining
Wires unwinding
While they knot
And answer what is not




Copyright © euphoema ... [ 2011-01-29 04:15:50]
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Re: And So It Sets In (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniellemarie on Sunday, 30th January 2011 @ 08:04:08 PM AEST
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nice work I like the message
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