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The candle light reflects upon the glazed tables
Upside down fire, showing truth and lies
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Gliding across the watery surface,
A glowing white phantom in the distance
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Tearing through grass-woven gums,
It breaks free. Marvels at Dingle Bay…
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Eyes wide open, The haze fades clear…
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Behind my left eyelid sleeps a little prophet Curled up, snoring away to fairy dreams
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The snaking rocks strike our heels
Slithering and rolling beneath;
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Stomach knots up then bites,
almost as if it tries to devour me
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He populates the morning sky,
with a hundred colored balloons.
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by Shahrazad
54 lines, 1 comment,
on May 11 4:59 PM 2008
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Inspired by Eleanor Rigby
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Digesting inside the unwanted dog’s stomach
where his old Battlestar Galactica box set lays…
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This was the horseshoe valley of the Hawaiian kings.
Where thin waterfalls slowly mist into slithering streams
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Darling, now don’t you look at me that way,
With your deep hunter hardened rooibas eyes.
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No one saw me the way Harry did. In a way, Harry was my hero. Back in my glory days of youth, I had been a sight to see! I was beautiful from head to toe and never a day passed by with out a man turning his head my way or try
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As a child, I was one of the day dreamers. My life was alright in the present, but in the future, when I was older, it would be perfect! I
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Music pounds in the background,
Of the little hidden room where the DJs live.
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The haughty bottle stands
It’s long neck raising it’s head
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Embraces white souls,
Challenges ears to hear God,
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I stroke the paint of your hands in splotchy uncertainty,
Yet as hazily etched as your lifeline may be stippled,
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Dance, La Esmeralda, Dance!
With your noble heart forever entrance,
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Spanish swordsmen whisper in their drunken slurs that
Legends born from rumors crept like a fog throughout the land:
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Love and Hate
Desire and Lust
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Caressing my thoughts with whims'cal resent,
That I’d not met my soul innocently.
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Standing in here is like dancing around poker players,
Cautiously stepping over and under eachother,
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If only I could brave the role of fool,
For the wise art fool and the fool art wise!
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Be it that a devil's form may alter,
Depending upon the victim who's next.
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Listen to these words of a foolish heart,
My sappy display of traditional art.
by Shahrazad
104 lines, 5 comments,
on Sep 10 9:28 PM 2007
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Shedding its skin, but nothing’s underneath,
Fated to steal other’s identities.
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Luxuria could not cloak her red rose attraction,
And Invidia only festered in lack of satisfaction.
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Desiring passion raised a higher peg,
And words to trickle off my fingertips,
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Why not breathe life into stoic statues,
And lend them reason to exist?
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Spinning in a dizzy carnival of grins,
Devil horns under cheap blonde wigs,
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Caged by light white bars,
I look out of my prism,
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