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Where is Random?
I frown over the pages
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Legs by the million, we scuttle,
a straight, continuous drill,
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One spiteful imitation slips
from your intoxicated tongue.
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a better world than reality
swirls inside my head.
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heaven's shawl of magic
blankets the sky,
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Full of Irish swank.
(Take off that first "s"),
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Death is approaching, about to swallow / Screaming babies ripped from maternal love / Watching, we pray, faces numb, heads hollow / Throwin
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Death is aproaching, about to swallow / Screaming babies ripped from maternal love / Watching, we pray, faces numb, heads hollow / Throwing faith for them to forces above / A swastika skims in front of their eyes /
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"PENDOLINO" / / Cold, long, metallic, / it snakes along iron tracks, / towards dawn's commuters, / contemptuous, gloried, / its crimson b
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Miniatures frolic in a glass cage. These pet people suffer many a drama, a sorrow, joy-
by CelticKisses
14 lines, 2 comments,
on Mar 27 7:30 AM 2007
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A hidden place... Crested eagles of foam ride
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I'm running down the landing strip, about to crash and burn.
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Its branches quiver as earths frosted breath billows.
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Why do you do this? Torturing me in such ways
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Unrelenting, rhythmic.
The low sound of rocking boats.
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My dying bride,
Cloaked in claret beauty.
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Trapped, suffocated, as panic arises,
Buried alive, beneath these disguises.
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Missing you...
I bleed a little more each time my thoughts wander over your image
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Amputated smiles,
Severed and bloody,
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I saw that look in your eyes tonight,
A look of harrowing hurt.
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Parental security is forever.
That's what we were all told.
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Sunshine splashed over luscious moors
Sparkling, fluid paint
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I lie back,
Aswirl in the serenity of nature.
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Misery in rapture.
She encloses me,
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A green sheen,
Floating down,
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The scenic scent of nature,
Modestly, serenely overpowers.
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Syrupy sweet and raspberry red.
Silky and looking delicious,
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Ruffled little puppy,
Bounding across the lawn.
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The gun hits the roof of the mouth,
Hitting her cave of pearls,
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Buzzing contentment,
Washes over me again,
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