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Waging War Against the Subconscious
Contributed by
Contralogicus
on
Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 03:00:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
war
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Twisted twilight machinery,
In the battlefield of night,
Damaged dream artillery,
Firing out of sight.
Wreckage behemoths stand,
Across the wire divide,
The marred and lonesome land,
Surreal soldiers on either side.
Bombs drop until the break of dawn,
Dark destroyers as they hit the ground,
At last when peace is gone,
Without a sign, or trace of sound.
Bodies angrily strewn,
On the field of melancholy,
The gas spreads quickly, and soon,
All will be blind to their folly.
Copyright ©
Contralogicus
... [
2004-01-11 03:00:04] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Waging War Against the Subconscious
(User Rating: 1 ) by Wrybod on
Saturday, 17th January 2004 @ 04:13:35 AM AEST (User
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Relentless conflict fiercely encapsulated
Very evocative
bob
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