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Persons Die
Contributed by
SirCallower
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Friday, 29th May 2009 @ 12:28:11 AM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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I drift off into space from the electronic glow
the TVs muted, the walls are blinking
they flash from color to colour
deja vu reminds me of an earlier time
every idea is a door, every door that I open I close
this familiar face is depression
an old friend
she's screaming again
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SirCallower
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2009-05-29 00:28:11] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Persons Die
(User Rating: 1 ) by Voice of the Silent on
Friday, 29th May 2009 @ 02:05:42 AM AEST (User
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Interesting...confusing but interesting
are you some idal I've never heard of?
Confusing yet I like it...strange
anyway good poem
I will read it over and over until I get it because bits and pieces of it are there I just have to put together the puzzle
hope to read more soon
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Re: Persons Die
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 29th May 2009 @ 09:06:40 AM AEST (User
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very interesting and quirk, an entertaining write.
-Phil |
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