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In his mind another storm rages,
And lightening cracks one more joke,
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Unearthly reach
Ending in darkness
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Sip. Swill. Swallow.
The wine of the ignorant tastes sweet
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by Crowfoot
1 lines, 12 comments,
on Oct 9 10:28 AM 2004. In Dark
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Precognition.
No it's not
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Then when he reached for God,
He smiled and asked,
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I would hate you now,
If I didn't love you so much,
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This is my World
My lump of bloody clay
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Please excuse me
While I slit my wrists
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This country, my soul,
It created my being,
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I love the way you avoid me,
The people of the streets,
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A quashed ball ready to explode,
And the seconds just tick away,
by Crowfoot
16 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 31 4:00 PM 2004. In Angst
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There is no past,
It all begins here,
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Watch me wish
For what you should know
by Crowfoot
12 lines, 7 comments,
on Aug 16 3:09 PM 2004. In Other
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"And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."
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Split my face
Down the middle
by Crowfoot
15 lines, 8 comments,
on Aug 14 4:11 PM 2004. In Dark
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by Crowfoot
314 lines, 10 comments,
on Jul 30 6:15 AM 2004. In Dark
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I can see pictures in my mind,
That never really existed,
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I guess now I can look back and laugh,
On the day of terror that broke me in half,
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Dear Caz,
The misty fortress of my mind has fallen to your feet. I used to hide in the dark corners wishing for a solitude I never granted myself, while I wa
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An eye for an eye,
Never do or die,
by Crowfoot
10 lines, 6 comments,
on Jul 12 3:21 PM 2004. In Other
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I can hear the song of a distant Earth,
It echoes in the dark corners of my mind,
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Disease under the skull
It's domination
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Maybe it's a vision,
Not a memory,
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Here comes that light again,
It visits sometimes,
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Power is just an obsession,
Contained in a universe,
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Sometimes I watch the crowds pass by,
Wishing to be amoung the norm,
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You see those fluffy white floats,
High up in the sky,
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Hello Darkness my old friend,
You always showed not to pretend,
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I want your soul on my mantle-piece,
I want to tear it from your skin,
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The sudden glint of the knife,
It caused me pain,
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Thunk
Cleaver slicing the meat
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At the click of a digit,
I can disappear into the shadows,
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