What are these words,
tremors of dream
cradling all the world's
chromatic theme?
Only on these terms
can we allow
choking slowly,
preventing
our soul's release
Police the diseased sky
from disguise
The veil of lies
the ploy
However hollow,
however hard
digest the prime side...
in joy
Enjoy...
Pilfer
Pill for pill
You are matched
Please tell me you have more important things to think about
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Heavy, man.
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very very well-written. i LOVE the vowel sounds: "however hollow/however hard". great work
p.s. long time, no talk, eh? -
YEAH
wow...
New Year, new layout, new doug?
I just imagine this dark heavy voice rambling this out of his mouth. Briljant. and now I hope it wasnt meant to come out of a young girls mouth...but hey poetry is open for interpretation and this was mine.
Loved it. Dunno if i get it but thats why the dark heavy voice wuold belong to a madman in my scenario. Nobody gets them completely but there usually right.
I do love the last sentence. You are matched.
I think im going to use that in everyday conversations at the end. You are matched.
Love it.
and red and black...fav colours just puts the madman in place!
Excellent
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excellent poem here! you have an amazing talent! i can feel the emotions coming through to me, the reader, i like what i feel. great job!
~+erica+~
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