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  1. Reflections on:

    A - Addled

    V - Vertigo

    E - Expressive

    R - Relative

    A - Abrasive

    G - Garbage

    E - Expensive

    Updated 03-12-2009 at 05:31 PM by alakungfu

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  2. Fencelines

    by , 03-12-2009 at 04:32 PM (Poems, general writings, ravings, and other things.)
    I follow you into the distance, stretching endlessly into the horizon
    Clip clop of a hastily shoed horse beneath me
    The stiff leather cutting uncomfortably into my legs
    My body held together by an entanglement of barbed wire
    Riding on and on, further and further, as the beautiful paint fades beneath me
    Limp wire strung out towards the heavens
    The sun beating down onto my neck as it crawls closer to the edge of the sky
    The reins wither away in my hands ...

    Updated 03-13-2009 at 01:36 AM by kevinthediltz

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  3. My hastily written angry poem.

    by , 03-12-2009 at 03:49 PM (Poems, general writings, ravings, and other things.)
    The tension is building constantly
    confusion, growing peacefully,
    magneticaly held by a single strand
    outrage ruling in this puritanic wasteland

    hate and fear driving the clockwork of a broken soul
    eating away at the flesh of the innocent
    madness skimming the outskirts of his mind
    Hate will break him
    Hate will conquer his soul
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  4. Lulabye of a broken man

    by , 03-12-2009 at 03:46 PM (Poems, general writings, ravings, and other things.)
    If you want to see me die, just tell me you don’t love me. And there I lay, the perfect silhouette of a broken man against the dark dirt. A beautiful halo of splattered blood around my head. In one hand, a shattered fist. In the other, the fingers are outstretched as if they were longing for something just out of reach. Hoping… wishing they could touch it, if only for an instant, just to get that feeling back. But it is gone. And it has taken everything. She has taken everything I have to give and ...
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  5. Music

    by , 03-12-2009 at 03:42 PM (Poems, general writings, ravings, and other things.)
    I heard the music playing when i first walked into the crowded room.
    Its beauty could not be hidden by the loud murmer of pleasent conversation.
    Like a red rose on the aftermath of a battlefield, it shined through.
    But the music only sickened me down to the very pit of my stomach.
    I followed the sound slowly, weaving through the crowd,
    and found myself staring at a man.
    Staring at a page.
    Staring at a man.
    His beauty only mocked me.
    ...

    Updated 03-12-2009 at 10:45 PM by kevinthediltz

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