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Self Proclamation

I cry off towers
submerging the presence
of existence
for I want you to myself.

I am rubbish
with fixations for stronger smells
letting eyes bleed and noses clot
suffocation the key to ending
my masquerade.

But to who watches

the arid sky

drying life's lessons

with dreams

I fell between realities

and hoped for pottery

to capture memories

and waltz with affections.

 

Killing time with the butter knife

savouring the flavour

so light and fluffy from the oven

for I taste of ground maggots

coated in sugar and honey.

 

Just a sip of medication

for the not quite ill

playing in white powders

that lead the eyes to dilate

open up to the world and see

I lied about being

             you.

 

Another collapsing in time

and maybe you can remember

what it's like to have pain stitching you

together.

 

I know I'm not the sun

but the voices call

and I know,

 

I'm the end.

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  • Disturbed Prodigy
    November 30, 2008

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    this was something, i wonder how i missed this poem, once again you left me in awe, keep it flowing and congrads on the contest


  • Never Fall in Love
    September 28, 2008

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    I still remember when you just started and was hoooked on mike, lol. It's stunning to see just how much you've improved!


  • Envelope
    August 21, 2008

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    after reading this, and your comment, im just damn humbled, incredible really, and well deserving of the gold, this really just, kind of leaves one speechless


  • whispernthedark Greeters member
    August 9, 2008

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    Very strong words, this piece gives you a jolt. Great write! Good luck in the contest.

    ♥
    whisper


  • notorious gold member
    August 8, 2008

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    DUDE

    I think this is the best thing you've ever written.
    Or, the best thing I've read of yours.
    Same thing!

    The font & your simple words create a...grim effect that's much better than flowery, pretentious metaphors.

    I could go in-depth, but I liked the entire thing & I'm too lazy today to highlight the entire thing.

    I'm bookmarking.


  • untitled.
    August 7, 2008

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    ................ speechless.

    (I'll come back later when I can make a string of superlatives that will be worthy of this.... See you in a few years.)

    ~S.


  • The Unknown Poet1
    August 7, 2008

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    this shouldn't even be an insy real! You have alot to offer anyone including yourself staephanie! You are smart, creative, beautifl in everyway. I love yoyu honey 's lots and lots

    love,
    dad


  • echo-ink
    August 7, 2008

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    WELL DONE in bringing

    out the feelings of being shallow, this was wonderfully done, Yessa! I hope this is just the prompt and not real. lovers you, sweetie, Mummy, Yessa! xoxox


  • Lil-Bit Crazy
    August 7, 2008

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    wow.. what a beautifully sad poem... thanks for sharing this... sounds like me too...

    Another collapsing in time

    and maybe you can remember

    what it's like to have pain stitching you

    together.

    good luck in contest..


  • Cannonsfire
    August 7, 2008

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    It's exactly what I like ...you dug deep inside for this and the metaphor is wonderfully done...one thing I would change is 'grind' to 'ground' maggots as it sounds better. Apart from that, if this is just under your skin then you have found the depth beneath the shallow and I like that. C

  • Starz of Heaven gold member
    August 7, 2008

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    Hrmmm. I am not sure what to think of this piece it is well written and sad to me and makes me want to reach out and hug you to pieces. I hope that what ever you are feeling on the inside that with time things get better for you love you loads be well

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