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Clyde's Career
Contributed by
assassinatorgirl
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Monday, 1st May 2006 @ 02:52:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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There's a cataract on every sense,
Feel nothing but questioned absence.
Dont have hunger but stuff your face,
Bones are only a cracking case.
Blood rushing through but you're not living,
Fueled only by movement your muscels are giving.
You don't feel a thing just act on demand,
Emotions you should have but don't understand.
Play them out and act in accordance,
Do nothing extra before you have guidance.
You're okay with it all and flow with the tide,
But what would you do without me as your guide?
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2006-05-01 14:52:14]
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Re: Clyde's Career
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 1st May 2006 @ 03:02:07 PM AEST
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Wow, this is powerful. Seems a little sad with maybe some anger. Very will written. You have a great poem here.
Thank you and take care,
Tim
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