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after hours
Contributed by
priss
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Sunday, 3rd July 2005 @ 02:20:13 AM in AEST
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i've stood here before.
i've looked here before.
i see the familiar fear
of loneliness and disease
the familiar face
of ecstasy and greed.
take my comfort and rape it
with your touch,
if i give it to you,
you won't take too much.
the infectious air
fondles the familiar whores
mingling in the street.
the smoke and the speed,
this unfavorable scene-
a feeling some of us need.
meet me after hours,
we'll share drugs and conversation
body and blood soaked with alcohol,
i'll let you see my desperation.
Copyright ©
priss
... [
2005-07-03 02:20:13]
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Re: after hours
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by Spike on
Thursday, 7th July 2005 @ 04:08:41 AM AEST
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Geez Priss, this is pretty raw and gritty, but a good poem - confronting, yet sensitive and hearfelt at the same time.
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Re: after hours
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by artjunkiekyle on
Monday, 19th June 2006 @ 01:13:25 PM AEST
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Priss- in my mind I have thought about thing s like this and for you to actually write and talk about it, just proves how versatile you are with writing and being able to transform your emotions into a work of art.
Peace, love, and bubblegum!!! |
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