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I want to be the one whispering anything that
might soothe your finger on that aching trigger.
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It always seems to come to this
A life is changing, passing by
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The night he laid in bed
with her,
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One day,
you live like gods,
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CAUTION!
Avoid Puncturing.
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as the canary yellow car creeped
down the cracked black top.
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How much
more inappropriate can I get?
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Out along Barr Road,
I'd park
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Blustering of unintelligible whispers
rushed through the scathed and gnarled limbs,
by Kate Riley
72 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 22 10:29 PM 2005. In Sad
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she knew not where she began
but she knows she's never alone.
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The stars come out at night.
At least this is what
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His arms are
wrapped around her waist,
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As you walk down your boulevard of broken love
and chase away the shadows
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Slammed
into the dirt. Eyes like
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I watched you walk away,
Stopping just before you'd reach the door.
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In a subliminal moment
which existed in the blink of an eye
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A sick cycle carousel
In a horrific catatonic spin
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--A poem by my boss, BadMonkey, not me. Please read!--
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Road freshly slicked
from the temperament of the rain,
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Soaring agilely up to the heavens
of the deepest blue,
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pseudo Smile, I'm too numb to feel...
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A love has faded,
A vow broken too fast,
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The truth remains...
Never is a promise
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A beautiful sin Growing inside you,
Can you not hear the life within?
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A cold unfeeling touch,
Awaiting eyes look to the sky, then fall again,
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All I could see
Was the face of that little boy,
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Past the forks in the road
I did not walk where others had chose,
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Such an imaginative boy
Who often got into mischief though.
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Abhor these secrets
Despise the lies
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No sneak peeks, please read.
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Cold remoteness
Yet I need it somehow.
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Imperfect, misunderstood
No voice with which to speak,
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Blood heavy from laceration,
I stagger, stumble then I fall,
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(To the tune of the Itsy Bitsy Spider, of course)
The Itsy Bitsy Spider
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Upon my head, a white gold halo
Dangling from pitch black horns.
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