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Distant Shores
Contributed by
ripper_something_unusual
on
Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 05:12:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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And she sits...
In the run down old vestabule,
Telling lies and telling you,
That we are all friends,
And she walks,
Through the enchanted labyrinth,
Of sickness and absinthe,
The grey couloured nursery rhymes,
Halls that dont end.
And she'll walk and she'll walk.
And she never will talk,
Cos' she scared that these halos,
Will lead her to hell.
And shell cry and she'll bawk
And she'll squeak and she'll squawk,
For the abscence of lonliness.
Rings true in her heart.
And an Iron hand grips,
In a coma she slips,
While shes steering her ship,
Far away.
And she cries like no man,
Could ever understand,
With a closet full of skeletons,
On this perfect day.
She's seen,
The perfect blue horizon,
With her two own eyes and,
and shes lost,
Cos paradise is absent,
And memories are distant,
But the pumping of flesh pistons,
still come at her cost.
And an absent mentality,
That grips to her sanity,
Like an old withered human,
Just waiting to die,
And shell wither and moan,
Go on and grow old,
For the glimmer of hope,
Has gone up to the sky.
And an Iron hand grips,
In a coma she slips,
While shes steering her ship,
Far away.
And she cries like no man,
Could ever understand,
With a closet full of skeletons,
On this perfect day.
And shes lost,
But in some way shes found herself,
On this perfect day,
At what cost?
Now shes burnt and surverly bruised.
Destined for solitude,
But what can I say?
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2005-05-28 17:12:07]
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Re: Distant Shores
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by emystar on
Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 07:49:39 PM AEST
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Very interesting, mystical write.
Great writing.
huggs,
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Re: Distant Shores
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by poet70 on
Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 09:07:50 PM AEST
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Very good write, it was at times hard to graps, but then it would jump back at me and I could once again follow it, funny how that worked, I liked it, good write.
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Re: Distant Shores
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by girltranscended on
Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 10:55:36 PM AEST
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oh so cool! I really am diggin' your style.
"And an Iron hand grips,
In a coma she slips,
While shes steering her ship,
Far away."
*umm, struggling with just what to say, this is deep and intriguing. Your pieces read so well, (little, yellow, different, better) and are indeed fun.
Would love to hear this. Can't even fathom.
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