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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 5:20 am
For no creatures under God are as we are...
And by old, I mean REALLY old.
...none so like him as ourselves.
My Universe ((Alone))
The moon enlightens me My dearest friend It throws a light over the world When all light escapes Its minions shared above the clouds So far away
So near to me.
The sun a craven; craving the moon's illumination To dispose of all mystery The enigma of my world Beloved and forgiven Riven along the heart My heart
Beating so broken.
Earth Inchoate in its completeness Bubbling with pain and frost Ignorant of all Secrets lost They feel so near to me
But stay so far away.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 5:22 am
Sun Apotheosis
Soft silk slides over my skin The wind pours it's spirit over the hills Raindrops drop lively from the heavens The mirror reflects our appearance It appears to reflect us Like the sun appears to revolve around us When the light clash hits our eye Rainbowcolours inbetween our eyelashes All the colours of the world In this tiny puddle Wailing and flailing at us Winking with the wind And the ocean thrives beyond the sand As I watch the sun rise As I watch the earth descend Beneath the sun and it's purity Purify my thoughts, my mind, my soul, my heart Throw a light on my path Purge my believes, my hatred, my doubts, My love Purge my sacrifice
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 5:23 am
Frightened to Fall in Love Again
This feeling flatters me Flatters around in my stomach and brains Flys from fingertip to nose to toe Leaving it's warm scent behind Inside of me it sings it's songs My heart the beating stick Drumming a rhythm too fast Wavering between joy and angst Soundlesly speaking it's warnings Remembrance of old war wounds Misgiving a slow choke And painful tears A lost friendship never found again Just to find A new lost one?
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 5:26 am
ByeBye Uncle Tom
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I will die, when i must I lie here, staring up to the sky I think around, and ask myself why My lips too weak, my eyes too dry My lungs are too heavy, my eyes want to cry Vision stays blurred, ears become deaf Moving impossible, my senses have left
Here I come, deaf and dumb Probably dead and probably numb Down some stairs and here i come Say hello to uncle Tom
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