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Rear View
Contributed by
waos
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Wednesday, 11th May 2005 @ 09:21:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I'll hang my wrist from your rear-view,
in plain sight for all to see you
consorting with my pain unknowingly.
Bear the scars for all to see,
where we've been.
Sing along with pervasive pounding
of you not listening to me.
Inside voices drowning out my screaming
but the silence leaves you not seeing.
I'll hang from your rear-view
while ornament's jagged edges work.
Empty I'll drip to the soles of your skin
till we drown all alone together.
And everyone will see.
Sing along with invasive pounding
of the silence between you ane me.
Musical lyricists drowning out my screaming
with the silence leaving you not seeing.
I'll hang in your rear-view,
shrinking to oblivion as you fly away.
Ashamed to be fleeing destruction so seething
while I bathe in siphoned gasoline;
with no one around to see.
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waos
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2005-05-11 21:21:03]
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Re: Rear View
(User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on
Sunday, 15th May 2005 @ 10:01:27 PM AEST
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My God women this was friggin awesome I
was left stunned and nearly speechless after
reading through this work of art several
times. A few lines stood out specifically, but
two in particular stood out in a way that can
be described only as nearly orgasmic...
"Ashamed to be fleeing destruction so seething
while I bathe in siphoned gasoline;"
"while I bathe in siphoned gasoline"
*mutters incoherently in awe.* If it is not
readily apparent I LOVED this poem.
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Re: Rear View
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by Blu on
Thursday, 19th May 2005 @ 06:34:36 PM AEST
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My god I can relate to this.
I can definitely taste the gasoline
and I must say it's bitter.
Very intense piece you've created here.
I loved the repetition you employed also,
brought everything together quite nicely.
Very heavy-excellent write!
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