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Through the eyes

by MacFrantic

Member since 2003 · Posted 17 Sep 2007 · Edited 18 Sep 2007 · 1 comment

Through the eyes Some sight might seek To see the world a spinning sea Of colorful catastrophe A misanthrope Or lurching suffocation Vivid rancor Viscous libations A round Harbored harbinger Kaleidoscope of sounds Tearing ears With rancid Columned cries Believe you me The world is a heavy ender A sniffling sadist With the mind of a child And wild wild hope For dreams that resemble Sacrosanct impressions Of Goodness

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[8] richa 19-Sep-07/2:38 PM Reply
I get to misanthrope and think wtf. Attributing human motivations to the world. There is a word for that kind of thing.