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There are oceans in me whose origins lie
by Swadhi
22 lines, 1 comment,
on May 26 8:10 PM
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Why do hearts beat on that are broken?
by Swadhi
16 lines, 1 comment,
on May 26 8:09 PM
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I've grown old here in these hallowed halls,
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Yet again, we find ourselves on this battlefield of souls,
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Day after day, dream after dream,
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As long as I can remember, pain, more profound than most could understand,
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In the darkest recess of his soul,
in that stone-cold crevice that never tastes light of hears daybreak,
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Tears and blood are never shallow
(I don't know how to swim.)
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http://h1.ripway.com/Swadhi/tired.wav
(Listen to the song and tell me what you think, kay)
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You know when we argue? It's like
all the bricks lining the inside of my skin fall
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I'm sitting here with a reincarnated Iggy Jubjub next to me. And he is a symbol, to me, of the internal goodness of people, to a resurrecti
by Swadhi
7 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 20 6:26 PM 2006
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My inner emo rambling away.
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Something I wrote this morning. I might get back to it sometime. Or I might not. Who knows. Who cares! Comments always welcome.=)
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Another nameless one because I'm exhausted, and don't think it's particularly good either. Even if it has potential...jeebus, whatever. I n
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Of course, I didn't expect them to escape the will of our sardonic master, Fate.
by Swadhi
15 lines,
on Nov 30 7:33 PM 2006
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Be gentle, I haven't written properly in months. And I was rambling in this piece!
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It's harder to breathe
when you're obscured by a mask.
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Everyone has their own slice of hell.
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your chance to make things right
and forget the wrongs already made
by Swadhi
14 lines, 10 comments,
on Jul 29 2:35 PM 2006. In Love, Hope
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"Look:
it could truly be dead."
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For heaven's sakes,
just let me feel and move on.
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sparkling of pride,
of uncurbed determination.
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Hardened by reality, by life, she had once lied. She was still the fragile woman-child she'd always been inside.
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fingers are a paranoid’s diversion
under pressure.
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but perfection has no sugar-coat
and we're perfect for today.
by Swadhi
61 lines, 14 comments,
on Mar 26 7:17 AM 2006. In Love
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Abandoned, but a woman
with an unborn, baby child.
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-the black of a raven's wing in flight,
so dark against the clear blue sky,
by Swadhi
16 lines, 11 comments,
on Jan 28 7:16 AM 2006. In Other
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Two graves lie, side by side, so close that either skeletal hand could reach across the other's corpse
if earth did not, between them, stand.
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I can almost taste his fright.
I don't even know why he wants to fight!
by Swadhi
73 lines, 16 comments,
on Jan 4 8:52 AM 2006. In Other
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That's what it is.
The reason I write.
by Swadhi
20 lines, 7 comments,
on Jan 4 8:13 AM 2006. In Other
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In this book I hope to find sanity
when I've lost my mind.
by Swadhi
19 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 4 8:07 AM 2006. In Hope
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