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Idle Motion
Contributed by
jyssvw22
on
Wednesday, 15th June 2005 @ 09:04:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
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In youthful banter
Distrustful suspicions
Are expressed out loud
With more candor
Candid and forthright
Come on out with the answer
If my shadow always stares back
In disgust at my own reflection
In distrust of my own negotiation
Well then, I must
Insist that I be given
The youthful dust
That gets me higher
Then high heaven
For the price of seven
Lives,
For the cats yellow eyes
Spook me to my insides
Fry, in the summer heat
Where my organs
Synchronic
Pounds offbeat
And vital internal wiring
Collide in the shaking
The vibrating,
Earth has a divide
The quake that erupts
Betrays my netural brown eyes
A stolen compromise
When the darkness sets
And the darker then
Begins to rise
The rejected sects
Of the higher orders
The perfect clich
The poor just get poorer
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Re: Idle Motion
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by hauntedscorp on
Thursday, 16th June 2005 @ 05:41:07 PM AEST
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Aww Jyss...I hope one day you're freed from this pain...You really painted a vivid picture with your emotions. Good job.
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