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"The Fight" by: AC
Every day, I feel the pain of your leaving.
The hole in my life proves tricky to fill.
I try to concentrate on what I am doing,
but I keep dreaming of you, still.
I just keep fighting against memories of you.
This fight I can not win.
I know that I will lose.
The agony that you've caused...
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"The Fight" by: AC
Every day, I feel the pain of your leaving.
The hole in my life proves tricky to fill.
I try to concentrate on what I am doing,
but I keep dreaming of you, still.
I just keep fighting against memories of you.
This fight I can not win.
I know that I will lose.
The agony that you've caused...
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"Mistake"
You've weakened me, sapped me of strength.
Like a vampire you tasted my essence, and drank your fill.
I tried to deny you, but it did no good. You were inevitable.
Like a runaway train you crashed your way into my life, leaving wreckage in your wake.
You used me like a rapist; taking what you needed and leaving me violated.
My former life...
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You've weakened me, sapped me of strength.
Like a vampire you tasted my essence, and drank your fill.
I tried to deny you, but it did no good. You were inevitable.
Like a runaway train you crashed your way into my life, leaving wreckage in your wake.
You used me like a rapist; taking what you needed and leaving me violated.
My former life...
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Recently I was laying in bed watching a movie, when I realized that I was crying. Not just a little, either; the kind you can be all macho about and throw off as just your eyes watering. No, I had real emotional tears running down my cheeks. And I'm not ashamed.
The movie was "The Color Purple." It was right at the end, when Celie's...
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The movie was "The Color Purple." It was right at the end, when Celie's...
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"Shrugged" words by: AC
God Damn You ALL!
-pause-
Can't you see what you've done to me?
Stare at what you've made me into.
I dream daily of the things...
the things that I long to do.
-pause-
The things I want to INFLICT!
-pause-
The droning, ignorant masses revel in their stupidity.
They raise their children on the shit
force fed to them thru...
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God Damn You ALL!
-pause-
Can't you see what you've done to me?
Stare at what you've made me into.
I dream daily of the things...
the things that I long to do.
-pause-
The things I want to INFLICT!
-pause-
The droning, ignorant masses revel in their stupidity.
They raise their children on the shit
force fed to them thru...
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Scorned: by Andrew C.
She's so beautiful.
Her smile reminds me of summer nights spent in ecstasy.
Her skin glows like the sun at sea.
Her laugh sounds sweeter than any song.
I'm so happy.
Your love takes me back to a time when life was golden.
A treasure to be kept in cupped hands, lest it escape.
Holding you is like holding a sugar-sweet...
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She's so beautiful.
Her smile reminds me of summer nights spent in ecstasy.
Her skin glows like the sun at sea.
Her laugh sounds sweeter than any song.
I'm so happy.
Your love takes me back to a time when life was golden.
A treasure to be kept in cupped hands, lest it escape.
Holding you is like holding a sugar-sweet...
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The Meeting: by Andrew C.
SHOCK!
The perfect expression that comes with complete and utter despair is the most beautiful.
The widening of the eyes as some horrible vision rapes its way into your mind, burning the image there, forever.
The sheen of the teeth as the lips draw back from them in preparation of a scream.
The sudden darkening of the skin as blood...
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SHOCK!
The perfect expression that comes with complete and utter despair is the most beautiful.
The widening of the eyes as some horrible vision rapes its way into your mind, burning the image there, forever.
The sheen of the teeth as the lips draw back from them in preparation of a scream.
The sudden darkening of the skin as blood...
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Dark Mutterings: July 9, 2007
The Problem With Christianity Is Christians
I live in the south-eastern region of the US; not exactly an area known for being a Mecca of Atheism and scientific belief. As you can imagine, this puts an antisocial stigma on my religious belief of having no religious beliefs.
The most common response I get when I tell someone that I'm an...
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The Problem With Christianity Is Christians
I live in the south-eastern region of the US; not exactly an area known for being a Mecca of Atheism and scientific belief. As you can imagine, this puts an antisocial stigma on my religious belief of having no religious beliefs.
The most common response I get when I tell someone that I'm an...
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Questions:
Where do you go from here, where can you run to?
How can you escape the net when it's cast by your own hand?
When you feel the noose pull tight 'round your throat, and the watching mob's cheers ring in your ears, who can you pray to?
Who do you call out to when it's your hand that pulls the trapdoor's lever? When...
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Where do you go from here, where can you run to?
How can you escape the net when it's cast by your own hand?
When you feel the noose pull tight 'round your throat, and the watching mob's cheers ring in your ears, who can you pray to?
Who do you call out to when it's your hand that pulls the trapdoor's lever? When...
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Untitled:
The darkness is rising over the horizon of the rational, blotting out the rays of logic's light.
Heartfelt hope is replacing realistic expectation, and faith's blind eye will soon kill the vision of truth.
We have put our faith in belief, and given up our belief in fact.
The fall will come. Faith will drop the ball, and we will scramble to recover, but...
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The darkness is rising over the horizon of the rational, blotting out the rays of logic's light.
Heartfelt hope is replacing realistic expectation, and faith's blind eye will soon kill the vision of truth.
We have put our faith in belief, and given up our belief in fact.
The fall will come. Faith will drop the ball, and we will scramble to recover, but...
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Why?: by Andrew C.
Why should I care that you've gone?
Why should your smell still make me cry?
Why should your picture in my wallet hold my eye?
Why should I always stop before I finish dialing your number?
Why should I have so much trouble meeting someone new?
Why should I hold everyone up next to you?
Why should the bed seem so...
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Why should I care that you've gone?
Why should your smell still make me cry?
Why should your picture in my wallet hold my eye?
Why should I always stop before I finish dialing your number?
Why should I have so much trouble meeting someone new?
Why should I hold everyone up next to you?
Why should the bed seem so...
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Things: by Andrew C.
The shadowplay of moonlight on your shoulder....
The rise and fall of your breasts as you breathe....
The rose-colored polish on your toenails....
All these things make me sigh.
The color of your eyes, blue as the ocean's depths....
The gleam of your teeth when you speak....
The flush in your cheeks....
All these things make me smile.
The way you...
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The shadowplay of moonlight on your shoulder....
The rise and fall of your breasts as you breathe....
The rose-colored polish on your toenails....
All these things make me sigh.
The color of your eyes, blue as the ocean's depths....
The gleam of your teeth when you speak....
The flush in your cheeks....
All these things make me smile.
The way you...
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This is a weird one. I was sitting at work, thinking about E.B. White and Lewis Carroll and the strangely-worded poems that they had each written (Jabberwocky being the prime example). I decided to try my hand at a similar poem, and this is the result. The beginning, at least. I think that it will be at least three to four sections long. An interesting...
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