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Free verse № 14460

Epitome of Pathetic

Member since 2002 · Posted 11 Sep 2002 · 7 comments

Languished swollen scavenger. Unforgiving? I am the one captivated within this empty skin. Flesh. Mush. Disgust. Hail Mary! Hail Mary! Who misplaced the Christ Child? Suffering. He's dead. Sometimes, the sloth comes out to meet the whore around the corner. Coroner. Where mischief, lies, cunts and cocks take precedence in foul (fool) eyes. How do you sleep? Eat? Without knowing? I hate loving you. CHOKE!! While I stand Laughing. Crying. Loving your fuckin' pathetic self. You need not relish upon your pathetic attempts. Look what you didn't (yes, didn't) take from me. I'm still the one above, looking down at you. I hate you. Love you. Fuck you. And threw you out with last weeks wrenching trash.

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7 comments

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 12-Sep-02/7:26 AM Reply
I think you've been reading too many lyrics.
[n/a] royalflesh › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 12-Sep-02/7:08 PM Reply
I'll take that as a compliment...I sing too - I once did an opera one summer night on the bay of biscay...It was dreadful. You might have liked it. Eerie - freekity - schmoozing - champagne - and midnight creatures.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › royalflesh 12-Sep-02/8:59 PM Reply
Why take it as a compliment? Did you think I meant it as one, or do you think there is something good about reading too many lyrics?
[n/a] royalflesh › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 12-Sep-02/9:07 PM Reply
Slounder. Slither. Thoughts. D.A. of course not, we all need to experience the other side, that of un-lyric and pompi potus.
[7] horus8 18-Sep-02/12:53 AM Reply
this is weird, and d.a. i have no fucking clue who this person is so don't even bring me into this...still though, i can't help but wonder what kind of sick fucking conspiracy lies in ambush within this royaflesh sort here..i can smell something odd and metallic and shiny creeping through the curtains...be careful.rf.sometimes things work themselves out, but also more often deeper in....i am shallow...and/ i/ am /gone.
[n/a] royalflesh › horus8 18-Sep-02/1:13 AM Reply
how is this weird? Its a simple thought progression that found its way into word forms. The day may be gone now, but it will come back tomorrow. A single chorus girls sang and the curtains opened. Nothing but blackness appeared..The lights went out.
[9] nentwined 17-Dec-02/11:17 AM Reply
cute. well done. :) 9