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Array ( [sid] => 80317 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Club Anon.-Soap is good. [time] => 2005-01-17 18:54:14 [hometext] => The art of moshing [bodytext] => Breathe in again, cold oxygen,
I stay wide awake to watch you play.
The wall i stand behind must know,
That neither of us own the game.


A mine field plowed through misery
Raging arms dive, elbows barely miss me
Sweat seeps into cotton sleeves
And you are no where to be seen.


Soon I catch hate in mid-air,
Now i converse with the floor.
The pattern swirves and colors flirt,
But my goal is chatting up the door.


Once safe in corners embrace,
I struggle to find you in action.
A fist engages in dangerous speeds,
And your jaw tears off in fractions.


I coo at such strength of a man,
Though its evident that your hurting.
You, my friend, are quite the fighter,
But you are no Tyler Durden.



[comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 33 [informant] => LevyMetal [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
Club Anon.-Soap is good.

Contributed by LevyMetal on Monday, 17th January 2005 @ 06:54:14 PM in AEST
Topic: SecretLove



Breathe in again, cold oxygen,
I stay wide awake to watch you play.
The wall i stand behind must know,
That neither of us own the game.


A mine field plowed through misery
Raging arms dive, elbows barely miss me
Sweat seeps into cotton sleeves
And you are no where to be seen.


Soon I catch hate in mid-air,
Now i converse with the floor.
The pattern swirves and colors flirt,
But my goal is chatting up the door.


Once safe in corners embrace,
I struggle to find you in action.
A fist engages in dangerous speeds,
And your jaw tears off in fractions.


I coo at such strength of a man,
Though its evident that your hurting.
You, my friend, are quite the fighter,
But you are no Tyler Durden.







Copyright © LevyMetal ... [ 2005-01-17 18:54:14]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Club Anon.-Soap is good. (User Rating: 1 )
by Anne-ish on Friday, 29th April 2005 @ 07:03:50 PM AEST
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This is very very good. I'm loving the verbs!




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