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Free verse № 33214

Slippery Reprieve

by Carvaceous

Member since 2002 · Posted 2 Jan 2003 · 3 comments

Morbid desires twist my fate in greased hands oiled to perfection Let stand what I know Don't decry hope It may fall to be From the start of my end What's left of shattered egos crushed underfoot Damn these boots! Such morose thoughts Hide them quickly! Shelve them up behind the pristine figurines The ones which glisten in the eve By the candlelight which parades and alights Allowing me reprieve at least for the moment

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[7] wOrnella Mutiw 2-Jan-03/4:29 PM Reply
When your ego takes a beating there is nothing like going to the gym twice, having 3 Diet Black Cherry Shastas, dancing like a fool to Pour Some Sugar on Me, potentially going to India for 6 months, having a cool ass roomate move in on Sunday.....and just fucking looking in the mirror and saying God Damn I'm great......ahhhhhhh.
[7] Freethinker1602 2-Jan-03/5:25 PM Reply
OM needs to get a life. Your work is commendable.
[7] Topaz Servias 7-Jan-03/5:18 PM Reply
WEll done well done......shows you what life is like when it's elusiveness hides itself within your own grasp.