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Of Two Minds

Contributed by CodyJ on Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 08:34:53 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems

Sunny dales, like sunny sails,
drift along on rolling gales,
mosaic blissfulness in sunny dress
warms a spring born dream,
you and me in a temptous June,
playing in the windowed room,
happy just to be alive.

Alive?
Is that what this mightmare is?
A maybeful life full of possibilites,
I could be a failure, or maybe a pathetic
pandering pedophile, not worthwhile,
or maybe if I'm really lucky,
I could settle on you,
then everything would be ducky.

Ducks cross a serene pond,
not aware of what's going on,
on the sea shore I adore
the love of which I pray for more.
She's angel's graces,
she's smiling faces,
she's the thing that goodness replaces
the emptiness within my heart.

A heart to heart, is like a rancid fart,
it'll clear the room, ot tear you apart.
You are just as bad as any I've ever had,
glad to be sad, you're just a ridiculous sight to behold.
Fake gold frames a blank mind,
empty like a potato rind
you leave in the sun in a composte heap,
angry and decompsing in a stoners sleep.

Sleep with me tonight, my adore....
Don't snore you stupid...
Horrible things should leave you alone...
When you're home all you do....
Bonafide kisses to my beau...
You're an ungodless fiend, when I'm...
Through the ages, through the times....
You'll disolve with all that was ever...
Mine are the affections that you hold true...
Mine are the demons that'll follow you...
blessed be me for finding you.
Take my feelings, you know what you can do with them.

Copyright © CodyJ ... [ 2005-04-12 20:34:53]
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Re: Of Two Minds (User Rating: 1 )
by hellsfallenangel on Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 10:55:55 PM AEST
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i like it its pretty good bye

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