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Indicate
10-22-2008, 02:14 AM
Let go,
The ropes are tied now and
Unpardonable acts will scare me -
I rang one night committing myself.
My manners, a prostitute
and the fate of every man who lived
you'll live.
A countless generation's fame unfulfilled
of sound and color, that vibrant mass
upon your shoulders.
I know how to know all secrets -
Hide yourself not, Ignorant,
Do you own Dostoevsky?
Staple fools and nail them to their ego.


The youth of a hundred men
will bloom each day,
revenge of your people in your hands
to the ground and out -
A coat is too little to cover your face,
Ten lives won't wash that away from you.
It awoke lands and all the water
in the springs so shaky
shall cure hunger or thirst
in your insides
and scream.


There will be no craving,
Fortune will be showered
On a bed in the shape of a wrecked ship of
disgust, sunk in insults and spit.
I know for you told me so.
Out of habit I watch or
from collective memory.
Gods do redeem all cravings
And there you are cursed with the heart,
an exquisite a-burden already.

islandclimber
10-22-2008, 02:18 AM
this is fabulous :).. I quite enjoyed the imagery..quite intense

Indicate
10-22-2008, 08:42 AM
Thanks for reading. *smile*

lsmit4
10-24-2008, 09:38 AM
I love the tone, I would love to see this performed live!

Indicate
10-25-2008, 05:41 AM
Thank you. I haven't tried that yet. ^^