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| A thinker | Dec 7 2013, 09:09 PM Post #1 |
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This is what one succumbs to when options are many but reality is harshly limited If we say what is wanted it is of no import due to everything if significance has already been Knowing something is to know you know little of nothing Where and when oft knock down how in the nuances of eras past, present and future Think and attractions of misconstrue are tangent to one's livelihood Now, whence came one now are many Observe, you see many directions Nothing, upon thought, appears meaningful Appearances are so nothingness Go, never to return to anything of virtue Endless energy, not compiling yet infinite possibilities An end, jestful foppish distortions of twisted realities One of much seeks more where there is inevitably nothing left of palpable import |
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| freebeesting | Apr 13 2014, 04:22 PM Post #2 |
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http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread997897/pg1 Bye bye Sweety No less a wanton tricksters tool as prodigy of a gasping fool not much more a woman then as now, before when I was less violent and fouled Scratching at the door this hag no time to stop collect my bags never needed it before wont be needing them any more will I Sweety. I said I wouldnt linger long to sit here all alone to drone about the putrid memories that try to tame the thoughts too dark to resurrect me Taking time away from the eventual resolution that lies in wait at the end of this now chronic evolution, leaving now as promised, thank you Sweety. Bye bye Sweety You remember now I told you time itself would take the core of existential virtue from your frozen vessels That it would make them pure again for all the angels that sit by you on your silent journey to see hark and herald sing in agony am I not or am I just a good girl Sweety. Bye bye Sweety My brain hurts so much in memory and cramps in tight contractions visions plaguing of the aching deadly deeds and private no less shocking sins that we've committed in the hour of our sequester With the gathered corp of latent sinners only now a closeted revival a deafening tome of archangellic survival We've been created to sit idle resting in the hands of God She's comming for you Sweety. Yes I know our lives and souls depend on the eternal rising damp, that seeps like filthy vermin slime through waters edge and rivers bank For all to see who pass and witness the perfect brutality of loves Genesis The danger the wicked find so appealing in their tortured mind and dealings that leaves happiness and joy stupored in the carnal draught of human toys they do they lust it daily dont they Sweety. Bye bye Sweety As I watched your blood seep to the floor and the lingering shatter of the glass on the floor my eyes where caught in a web of tears and the paradox of living was at its peak. I saw as your hand slipped from the wall and the dripping salt of my tears on the floor my footsteps now echo in a silent room that none will ever be permitted to pursue, will they Sweety. Oh how I longed for time to stop as it slowly pierced your crust just to see it penetrate again and over to witnesses the glorious end of the monster to relive if not to cry and again and again to watch you die To celebrate with morals hounds and prance once more on hallowed ground. I took back then what was then mine to be found.... And in my deepest sterile definition The perimeters of motion defy sedition Stepped up to claim a silent thought bought now free of disease Im taught and life be free from misery true, but always, yes always, in gratitude to you. Thank you Sweety. http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread997897/pg1 --- i thought this belonged here |
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| A thinker | Apr 13 2014, 10:43 PM Post #3 |
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Yep, it belonged and was graciously welcomed. Excellent, wonderful, heart felt poem. I loved it. |
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