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Smuggled Goods
Contributed by
hauntedscorp
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Tuesday, 11th November 2014 @ 07:11:58 AM in AEST
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A late night pilfering by the Thief of Hearts
Smiling in infinities, dealing in darts
My heart's blood pumping wildly, splashing his arms
His tongue twisting lies, and eyes, with snake-like charms
Demand. Incessant, like a baby's rattle
I'm headed to the slaughterhouse, like cattle
Formerly, the sanctity of my bedroom
But it has become the common sense vacuum
Where coming together means falling apart
When seeds get scattered, right before we depart
Leaving, walking out with my heart on your sleeve
You came here not to steal, but also to thieve.
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hauntedscorp
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2014-11-11 07:11:58]
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Re: Smuggled Goods
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by RussellReinhardt on
Tuesday, 11th November 2014 @ 09:21:31 AM AEST
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Hi there
WoW deep descriptive and to the point. Full of emotion. I feel you my friend I went down that same road not ones not twice but thrice. Its hard but you will come out on top. God bless. Grate write.
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Re: Smuggled Goods
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 11th November 2014 @ 01:39:31 PM AEST
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Take that heart back and put it on your own sleeve!!!
Such a sad write (right?) with that Scorperrific flare!!! I just love the way you use metaphors!
You have been on a writing spree and that's good for us YPDCers.
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Re: Smuggled Goods
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by ladyfawn on
Tuesday, 11th November 2014 @ 02:52:40 PM AEST
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i know this is sad and serious tho i had to laugh at
these lines as they are all too familiar and true::
Formerly, the sanctity of my bedroom
But it has become the common sense vacuum
beautiful, vivid imagery, your talent shines!
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Re: Smuggled Goods
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by deadreckoning1983 on
Thursday, 13th November 2014 @ 11:23:40 PM AEST
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Demand. Incessant, like a baby's rattle
I'm headed to the slaughterhouse, like cattle
Formerly, the sanctity of my bedroom
But it has become the common sense vacuum
a common sense vacuum, really witty. I remember when I was free to make such mistakes. I thought I was such a lover, but I was really just a selfish boy, but now though.....mmmm. I am much better, lol. Why is youth wasted on the young? |
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Re: Smuggled Goods
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by duff on
Monday, 2nd January 2017 @ 05:34:32 PM AEST
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I know I/'/m supposed to be sad but this made me smile because of the smarts behind it and how clever it was. Clever is good and you have it in your lines. A writer I enjoy reading
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