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insaness
Contributed by
dreadfulsuicide1570
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Friday, 11th July 2003 @ 01:05:00 PM in AEST
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126 wrenches
go flying by my head
children dancing lively
but my body just feels dead
people just dont know
exactly who they are
their personalities are faux
and the real them is so far
i saw a girl cross the sea
not by boat nor by plane
with colors flashing all over
and the brightness is insane
magic fingers touch my face
as i walk across the room
i close my eyes
while the witch rides her broom
a drop of rain falls on my head
and moistened my dry hair
they call me the walking dead
a walking dead who doesnt care
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Re: insaness
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 11th July 2003 @ 02:21:42 PM AEST (User
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Great write, i can relate to you on this, but we all have to care no matter how much we try not to.
I'm here for anyone who needs me :)
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Re: insaness
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ilhar on
Friday, 11th July 2003 @ 03:03:12 PM AEST (User
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this was very well written
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Re: insaness
(User Rating: 1 ) by hardcoreputa on
Saturday, 19th July 2003 @ 01:48:54 PM AEST (User
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this is definutly a poem that could be analyzed for decades... i love how you have mixed reality with insanity... but personally i tend to like "insane" ppl they arent as boring... ~Apryl |
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