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Staggering Lines Penetrating Eyes (Pimple) by seanlb1
we are growing distant close was never close i am being shattered always so morose empty words are spoken empty words are heard nothing ever matters not even a picture of a bird could be seen by those eyes who do not seem to think if this ever drowns pour it down the sink so i never feel the pain that i've always felt the blood burns so hot oh how my heart does melt and all there is to do is cry for mercy please instead of in my heart kick me in the knees i'd rather feel the pain there for it soon goes away but a pain in the chest will forever stay lying wide awake at night my eyes they fail to sleep nothing stirs and nothing moves the blackness is so deep into the ground i always sink a coffin made of stone a quietness that's only heard by those who've turned to bone and ash will always sit inside a porceline jar the soul on the other hand continues to travel far away to another place that is where i'm going not knowing where to go exactly not knowing what i'm doing here on this planet i will rot and die but that is what we're meant to do not sit around and lie to ourselves because there's nothing more to do every little thing adds experience to the queue up in line and await your beautiful destiny here it is in my hand but i won't let you see deep inside you know what all your lives will be fortunately, you have lost all the will to see death is not a thing to fear look forward to its arrival life is all about the end not about survival remember everything i say and think not of it anymore if you hate the life you lead just open up the door...

Up the ladder: an ode to love

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.5
Weighted score: 5.2980075
Overall Rank: 3714
Posted: May 23, 2004 3:20 PM PDT; Last modified: May 23, 2004 3:20 PM PDT
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[10] zodiac @ 65.161.41.48 | 24-May-04/4:20 AM | Reply
"empty words are spoken
empty words are heard
nothing ever matters
not even a picture of a bird"

i know exactly how you feel... i have a picture of a bird on my bedroom door and sometimes i'm so deep in blackness i just cover it with a damp tow'l and scream in silence. another 10
[n/a] seanlb1 @ 66.161.250.133 > zodiac | 9-Jun-04/9:30 AM | Reply
wow thanks! i didn't have my e-mail working and i didn't think anybody would ever read this stuff anyway. i usually just write it in my livejournal. thanks again!
[10] zodiac @ 65.161.41.48 > seanlb1 | 9-Jun-04/5:18 PM | Reply
Well I think it's incredible how, in the middle of talking about something big and important, you can zero in on an image like a picture of a bird. That really brings it home for me!
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