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Monday Apr 11, 2005

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blackeyed oink puke oink blackeyed

that about sums it up

that was yesterday..

this sums up today

smile kiss love kiss smile

so this first poem is for today.. the second is from yesterday..
talk about mood swings. i'm the queen.. oh well. such is life.

today's poem...
brutal half day
mood: high

who knew a half day
could be so brutal
thump thump
swing as the door opens
goes thump thump some more

eyes cold
heart stung
hands warm
mind still undone

then clearly
hold me forever

now
sweet as a lulluby
like nostalgia
but its only been a few
tears now kind
future now fully ahead
mind still a mess
hair's still unkempt

i already miss
scent still
beautiful now
i'm afraid.
but then i wrote that song
and i'll sing it to you

fear not your voice
it will bring you home
fear not your light
it will hold you when the darkness comes
fear not your voice
its the only thing you have to give
fear not your light
i will hold you when the darkness comes

and give you my <3 as the light shines clear as day


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yesterday's poem
three lines
Current mood: numb


tenderness nauseated impression

volitile twisted in time

dipped in dillusion

hollowness intermixed bittersweetness

eyes crying hearts riding high and low beneath low tumbling tug of war-ing mental clouding heart sickness ugly deaf and dumb eyes blinding better light

shadow's got me in this cage

tiger killer kitten

milked in mouthed marriage to

saved divorced shamed

words voicing haunted past now inflamed broken skipping record seller seeking quiet serenity mending meddling missing dummy this just isn't--get the fuck awaaay

dummy maybe this is what we're in for come here now love. beds still haunting minds still piece-ing together hollowness separteness pureness wholeness

truthslayer:
Sounds a bit like how i felt last night.
Apr 11, 2005
cmaxwell:
I can make it all better....lol...or worse and better....whatever treatment you most desire.
Apr 11, 2005

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