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Disease

Contributed by Sirena_Degana on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 04:50:00 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



The clouds turn orange
and shed disease on my eyes.
I can see you in the twilight.
Glazing over the iced trampoline.
I dive down to the sky,
to trace the lines on your head.
A waterfall of red flies off your nails,
and scratches at the dirt on the ground.
You speak up, and I still can't hear you...
Why do I feel so deprived.
I yearn to bleed, to breathe.
In the silence of a roar.




Copyright © Sirena_Degana ... [ 2004-10-26 16:50:00]
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Re: Disease (User Rating: 1 )
by Live2Die on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 04:56:21 PM AEST
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I like it, but your right, it really doesnt make any sense. I still like it tho!!!!!
great write


~ Younger yet Older


Re: Disease (User Rating: 1 )
by StoneAngel on Tuesday, 26th October 2004 @ 05:03:20 PM AEST
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wow deep and dark. I know the feeling of not being heard. Ammazing


Re: Disease (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 06:12:15 AM AEST
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a very good psychotic write, great expression,

pixie xx


Re: Disease (User Rating: 1 )
by Luinil on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 12:20:27 PM AEST
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incredible imagery... very impressive *


Re: Disease (User Rating: 1 )
by subgenius on Thursday, 28th October 2004 @ 10:12:27 AM AEST
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Some of the best writings don't make sense. You should look into the lyrics of Mike Patton, I think you may enjoy it. Keep it abstract!




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