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Array ( [sid] => 111771 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Hangin’ with Satan [time] => 2005-12-19 17:15:16 [hometext] => For the record, Satan (in this poem), is clearly a metaphor. I do not worship... anything... I however wanted to suggest that the object of this poem is a bit destructive for me. How better to do this than nickname it Satan? ;) [bodytext] => Been hangin' around with Satan again,
my very old and trustworthy friend.
Bathed in the sun with angels akin,
and made up a new, delicious sin.
He ran his fingers through my hair,
and grazed my lips with fingers fair,
I sat between his legs in a chair,
he played me like a cello there.
But Satan understands that time,
has no patience,
rhythm or rhyme.
The sun fell on the horizon's line,
and the moon left me cold, wishing to be blind.
See? This is my torture, my inner trials,
that dance at my side as Satan for miles.
Purge reminiscing, and find new convictions,
for my fantasies must have their evictions.
Such would be a sweet baptism,
to cleanse my mind of that organism.
But then again, I'll hold onto my sin,
and hang around a little more with Satan.
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Hangin’ with Satan

Contributed by shanna on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 05:15:16 PM in AEST
Topic: obsession

Been hangin' around with Satan again,
my very old and trustworthy friend.
Bathed in the sun with angels akin,
and made up a new, delicious sin.
He ran his fingers through my hair,
and grazed my lips with fingers fair,
I sat between his legs in a chair,
he played me like a cello there.
But Satan understands that time,
has no patience,
rhythm or rhyme.
The sun fell on the horizon's line,
and the moon left me cold, wishing to be blind.
See? This is my torture, my inner trials,
that dance at my side as Satan for miles.
Purge reminiscing, and find new convictions,
for my fantasies must have their evictions.
Such would be a sweet baptism,
to cleanse my mind of that organism.
But then again, I'll hold onto my sin,
and hang around a little more with Satan.

Copyright Â© shanna ... [ 2005-12-19 17:15:16]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Hangin’ with Satan (User Rating: 1 )
by CaseyRedman on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 06:07:16 PM AEST
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good write know just where your comming from

Re: Hangin’ with Satan (User Rating: 1 )
by justme03 on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 08:10:33 PM AEST
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awesome!
i like the way you thought this poem thru :D

Re: Hangin’ with Satan (User Rating: 1 )
by Jessica_Saini on Tuesday, 20th December 2005 @ 12:46:49 PM AEST
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I really love this poem. Satan worked well as a metaphor. It has nice rhyme and slanted rhyme. The flow also works well.
nice write!
Jessica

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