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[title] => Mucronate Ceramic (evergreen leaves fall)
[time] => 2005-10-14 18:38:32
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[bodytext] => Mucronate Ceramic (evergreen leaves fall) slipping slippingslipping slipping slippingslipping… It’s all black in here the way a tornado looks inside my dilated eyes zoomed in so you can see the flicker ing and the way it is grey this is too bad for me how the evergreen leaves fall Brown though I must avoid it and even though they say it never to be so and not allowed Like me. Please, my skull is being bludgeoned. Pulverized flesh and dark hair all matted in a painful revisiting of a hoped-to-be-forgotten past. Like my parents though i knew they would never want me back, this is a delusion of my own delirious fantasies. Hours spent cuddling green inside my head surrounded Enveloped by softened melted smiles I hope one day to be mine… Love of self-induced oblivion… Love me not. Like my piggy bank with starry eyes and a tail spiraling like sand and heartburn emotions shattered with a hammer i can’t figure out who’s hand aciculate hastate denticulate spinose Mucronate Ceramic; shards too deep to remember as merely yesterday. Shivers like epilepsy and torn fabric of a bluish red. Screwed by the jawbone to the rib cage to never look up. A ponderous wondering as to the future of my atrophy… [2005-10-14 09:45:44] [comments] => 5 [counter] => 262 [topic] => 13 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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