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[aid] => mick
[title] => Artists Distracted Leave Pretty Pictures Unfinished
[time] => 2006-10-14 01:29:54
[hometext] => Confusing? I liked the symbolism of a sketch of a rose, so here you go. ^^ [[ READ AND COMMENT MY SOUTH PARK POEM TOO PLEASE!! ]]
[bodytext] => I picked up a pencil and sketched a rose so far when you interrupted me. You made it turn a little gray. But not black. You told me these stories, your "bitterness" and "woe" I wondered why you play this mess Create your own freak show. Why didn't you go? And run? You didn't want to. You were really still sane. You will even lay down just to entertain. I want to go home while you still talk You're sick and tired, and that rose I think it was shrivelled, a soul that's always dead obviously never grows I know you're sad and I know you're ill Just sleep it off Feel blank until you know exactly why you want to die You focus so much on every sad good-bye. You sit and trace your difficulties. You cry to be thrilled. Open your eyes. Outstretch your hands. I'm holding my wrist to the flames. Hold my hand to the candle. Glue your idol, hang the frame. The shine from the wall gets me up every day The cage I can sit in without fault. I feel the urge to finish that rose but you're putting attention to a halt. Let me finish what I initially started to sketch. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 249 [topic] => 65 [informant] => sally-heart-jack [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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