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An Ode to Jake
Contributed by
Pocket
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Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 03:40:05 PM in AEST
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Stillness blow me over
Ghost guide me to a hidden heaven
Crave a grim vision from the television
Question the sick frowning face
Fury burning addiction mold my mask
Fake smile grin my shame of failure
A swollen pulsating scar under my hating skin
I feel my vanishing body scream
I see neglect from behind flooded eyes
Lies fog my light
The clock grows to create death
Watch the baby's mother drop
Abandoning angels, the devil becomes me
Gaze into a deep sparkling fantasy
Stirs when waking in the stars
Bloody hands search for the grave
My winking master stabs me
He forces me to swallow
Not free to learn I hide
Roaring lion strike down innocent raven
I am bad I am fraying
He desires a wanting kitten
I wait for the push then the pull
I want the poison
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Re: An Ode to Jake
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by badgurlinoz on
Sunday, 10th April 2005 @ 05:48:20 PM AEST
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deep , soul wrenching emotion that wants the reader to pull away and yet cannot for the need to finish reading .
awesome !! thank you so much for sharing what must have been a hellish existence at the time .
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Re: An Ode to Jake
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 20th August 2005 @ 03:50:37 PM AEST
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| aa..a nice poem with depth. i looooved thiss |
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