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Array ( [sid] => 30046 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => red [time] => 2003-12-23 15:11:37 [hometext] => [bodytext] => the red it flows
i'm drowning
yet breathing slowly
in the ink
blotting out my will to see
the morals
so easily pushed to the side
lying there
mocking me
the hands
they reach
looking for light
grasping the darkness
a quiet satisfaction

should we let it go
living our death
crying to dream
burning to remember
the innocence of long ago
searching for answers
we were forced to forget
creating our own justification
is the simplest way
to damnation

yet we will die, again and again
each flicker of a lifetime
screaming to be noticed
existing to impress others
that we loathe inside
yet want to become [comments] => 3 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 43 [informant] => stitches [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

red

Contributed by stitches on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 03:11:37 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

the red it flows
i'm drowning
yet breathing slowly
in the ink
blotting out my will to see
the morals
so easily pushed to the side
lying there
mocking me
the hands
they reach
looking for light
grasping the darkness
a quiet satisfaction

should we let it go
living our death
crying to dream
burning to remember
the innocence of long ago
searching for answers
we were forced to forget
creating our own justification
is the simplest way
to damnation

yet we will die, again and again
each flicker of a lifetime
screaming to be noticed
existing to impress others
that we loathe inside
yet want to become

Copyright © stitches ... [ 2003-12-23 15:11:37]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: red (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 25th December 2003 @ 02:12:23 AM AEST
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wow thats all I can say
existing to impress others
that we loathe inside
yet want to become
I can't get over how amazing that is... brilliant...

Bobo (Joel)

Re: red (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Wednesday, 31st December 2003 @ 02:36:22 PM AEST
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I agree with you Joe. Those where amazing lines. You have a beautifuly dark writing style.

Re: red (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Friday, 2nd January 2004 @ 07:10:28 PM AEST
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I think i'm addicted to your poems.. I must go now and read more...
charlotte x_x_x

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