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oxymoron of me
Contributed by
ethdrumsed
on
Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 10:58:49 AM in AEST
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Some other place is the grey
it is not of this plain
but I sleep there sometimes
boring and filled with things to do
I hate it there but I love to visit
it's where I go to die and be born again
holding my dearest possessions that I dont care about
I gently sit in that nowhere
you know I am here but you cant find me
Im in the middle between the dark and the light
sometimes alternating
but never stationary
a pulsing silhouette,
from the shadows to the sun am I
the grey takes me there
all the way to this precious meaningless nowhere
thinning out, fading, becomes transparent,
gone now, but ill be back
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2004-08-03 10:58:49]
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Re: oxymoron of me
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by hooray_its_jen on
Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 11:56:49 AM AEST
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Great write, very interesting. It made me think (which I don't do often).
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Re: oxymoron of me
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by sid_the_tampon_fairy on
Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 04:28:35 PM AEST
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Dude! I LOVE this poem! You know how many times a day I feel like that? Ok, well, no you don't, but it's alot! This is such a great poem, I can't even tell you. Please keep writing, I'm looking forward to your next piece!
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