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The intricacies and simplicities of a life once lived - lived again
Huming in unison with the cracking voice -
Naked before the open sea,
My heels sink further into the permeable sand -
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by BattleOfBlood 34 lines, on Sep 3 11:02 AM
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I push forward,
Through thickly-wooded forests, -
The blood I shed from open wounds,
From lashes and beatings.
Because I wish to be free -
I will remember you,
As I fight through the trenches, -
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I walked away from the laughter, the magic
And the bitter memories -
A pebble-
so small, and smooth -
I see you
I feel you -
Wisps,
Filled with a golden hue, -
The cascading water of enlightment rushes over my being,
Cleansing, enhancing the whole of my universe -
The green mounds of Earth and Past stand proud with the rising sun,
Under a bleeding moon, howling forgivenessby BattleOfBlood 34 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 14 7:41 PM 2008. In Spiritual, Thoughts, Weird, Personal -
Autumn the death of a world,
Slowly the trees strip bare, -
There is a web made of silvery silks,
Spun from the finest golds, -
A raindrop that holds the tears of thousands,
Drops upon the pool of rememberance, -
From the oceans surface, To the oceans ground,
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Where there were once flowers,
Fairy rings, -
Shades of gray corrupt the sky, / As enlightenment passed our world by, / Footprints from their steel-toed boots, / Filled with mud and gore, / Bleed across sanity’s evaporating shore. / Ripple triggers Rippl
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It happens way to much.
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Common sense taints the air,
And the creepers crawl across the sky. -
March 19th @ 7:45am
The cauldron of Cerridwyn is full to the brim,by BattleOfBlood 26 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 20 3:58 PM 2007. In Personal, Spiritual, Thoughts, Sad -
Seagulls cry to each other in a language only known to them.
As the crashing waves sing to the land a sweet lullaby. -
A long night brings with it the prospect of my death,
As my little friends go down hard -
English class was boring
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Faeries dance in the shadows between the trees
-Hidden between the falling leaves of autumn’s graceby BattleOfBlood 28 lines, 1 comment, on Feb 21 10:35 AM 2007. In Nature, Personal, Weird, Spiritual -
Dust particles dance to the ground,
As element upon element saws down the bark of a lonely branch. -
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Crissed-crossed shadows, with faceless bodies slash through time
Bleeding against a horizon of yellow daffodils -
Pondering on the thoughts of the moon revolving around…nothing
A rose, in its prime, suffocates on the perfume scents of eternity. -
This is shaped like a story, but it reads like a poem. Its only for those willing to keep an open mind about a way of thinking not commonly
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The festering deceit lies in the womb of realism
Devouring the core of the truth,
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