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solitorus (Free verse) by glittalogik
stuck record me scratchscarred from ephemeral juvenile superhero wargames gone wrong saving the world isn't quite so easy now that i'm realistic not so sure i really want to not so sure i really care tell me time and time again boy grow up boy act your age boy not your goddamn shoesize boy and then it's show me yours boy and maybe just maybe i'll show you mine but i look into your eyes and see what you've become and it's all such a fucking waste and i'm not so sure I really want to not so sure i really care because it's all fun and games until some kid loses a soul and then it's goodbye superheroes goodbye wargames goodbye absolutely everything in the whole wide fucking world and it hits you all at once and before i know it i'm beginning to wonder if it's such a bad thing after all I've been told just be yourself boy but I'm not so sure I really want to not so sure I really care

Up the ladder: The Magician
Down the ladder: Into the Deep

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.6
Weighted score: 5.190725
Overall Rank: 4656
Posted: December 27, 2002 9:30 PM PST; Last modified: December 27, 2002 9:30 PM PST
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Comments:
[7] <~> @ 67.84.171.238 | 27-Dec-02/11:54 PM | Reply
freshly said, but feels unfinished
[n/a] glittalogik @ 202.95.92.167 > <~> | 27-Dec-02/11:57 PM | Reply
thanks! the unfinished feel was sorta deliberate...whether or not it was effective is another matter =)
[7] <~> @ 67.84.171.238 > glittalogik | 28-Dec-02/12:00 AM | Reply
okay, but make it tight enough to feel deliberately unfinished
[7] <~> @ 67.84.171.238 > glittalogik | 28-Dec-02/12:05 AM | Reply
what does your title mean?
[n/a] glittalogik @ 202.95.92.167 > <~> | 28-Dec-02/12:13 AM | Reply
made-up word, hybrid of 'solitaire' and 'torus'...first word that came into my head thinking of the way your thoughts circle round and round in your head when you're alone, especially when you're depressed. The human thought process at its least coherent.
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