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the serpent reckoning
Contributed by
aom
on
Tuesday, 19th August 2003 @ 03:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
political
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it's getting darker
in my garden
deep inside
beeswax trickles
on my blooming bed of grass
roses denied the light
uncountable
misnumbered
how can you trace
my amputated limbs?
never once
did I trust
the shiny coins
and crisp bills
that enraptured
the cattle I love and adore
this skin
that I'm in
is beginning to sin
I must shed
to regain
my sight
I'll lay awake next to my baby the sea sand escapes my withered hands so broke so blue don't know what to do here on this land so dry and wasted running through the flanked fields filtrate my filthy mouth and mind among the walking dead we conga into the depths of Hell awaiting our orders to kill eachother off so cold it is here in this bland season I shiver from the tingle of the other worlds...
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2003-08-19 03:05:00]
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Re: the serpent reckoning
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by jaeann on
Tuesday, 19th August 2003 @ 06:11:30 AM AEST
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the title intrigued me.....
the words held me....
this skin i'm in is beginning to sin....wow!!!! |
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