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Discursive
Contributed by
Bones
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Sunday, 20th June 2004 @ 02:55:20 PM in AEST
Topic:
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He likes to displease
He lives in his diease
I'm deep in dispensation
What I've become, torsion
It's like mononucleosis
For the flames of mind, I'm not anxious
So go ahead and be a martyr
While your only a murder
I used to be full of abhorrence
But now that's dead in my silence
Forget my pensiveness
Fall behind the ictus
I was once taken by epiphany
Forget about larceny
This is discursive
Now I no longer have a motive
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Bones
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2004-06-20 14:55:20]
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Re: Discursive
(User Rating: 1 )
by Mortis-Dark on
Sunday, 20th June 2004 @ 03:05:58 PM AEST
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"I used to be full of abhorrence
But now that's dead in my silence
Forget my pensiveness
Fall behind the ictus
I was once taken by epiphany"
Thats very powerfull lines. How did one come about with such well thought words. This poem greatly pleased me.
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Re: Discursive
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 06:00:29 PM AEST
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| I liked it very much although I had to look a few words up! |
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