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AGE:
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LOC: Gassville, AR
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: May 31
LOC: Gassville, AR
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: May 31
Starting over,exploring all those things in myself I had no time for the first time around. i have words and poems running through my head all day everyday and always have. now i will put them down to be seen and learn how to write, its been a childhood dream to be an author. So now im going to do it ,somehow some way i will, hide and watch. I shall. and to me friends. i will try to assist in anyway i can and my reviews will be as shourt as i can make em to save ya credits. message me for details if my review is to brief
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Paths traveled, mysteries yet raveled. Insight not withstanding, a gale of deprivation. Under bending. Scoured clean. Flesh from bone, spirit from throne. Bent to breaking. Yet still un-shorn. Blighted eyes blindly gazing. sightlessly seeing. In death the route home. RAIL RAIL Fist clenched in denial. Trial. GUILTY GUILTY Chant the shades. Limbo's voice. to condemn TO CONDEMN By self demeaned. Anger no longer, sustains. Cleaned. Purged. submerged Drowning I breath suffocated Smothered by the...
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Exhausted, enervated, labotomized and viviasected. Emotional duress. mental anguish. Rung out, Strung out, stretched bow string taunt. heart plays lamenting song. A dirge Used up Terrified, un-sanctified. Sight-less dry Empty echos resounding. down the corridors, of my mind. Desolate chambers abound. Shelved dreams. naive with the obscene. Missing answers to lost questions. Aimlessly wondering as desolations thrall. Just another aggrieved soul. Mired in desperations morass disconsolate alone ...
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Can you taste it. Just below the surface. rolling, coiling, slowly boiling. Begging for release. No topic . No target. No place to pounce, with madman's cackling glee. No place justice to appease. Vile and blinding, noxious and pernicious. Corruption of the whole. Aimless and blameless. un assuaged. galled. Fighting mood! Somebody, anybody. Give me a reason. Open your mouth. That top mounted anal orifice. That undirected haze. That inhabits the day, and violates the night. Wickedly nefarious....
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That touch accidental contact, a grazing pass that takes your breath. Prickling of skin under their exhalation. Butterflies in your belly, incurred by a glance. Yes you have it bad, you haven't a chance. Nerve endings inflamed with anticipation. Fired by wishes and imagination. Gasping for air, from this charged atmosphere. Eyes that swallow you whole. Frighten of falling in. Of being so exposed. Unable to break the contact. In falls heart, closely followed by the soul. Wisdom says run, but y...
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For me its the little things, that give life its flavor. A butterfly on wing, a little girl singing. Underdog winning the game. Standing like a fool , in a warm summer rain smiles furnished by the memory, of a bygone day. Big brown eyes, on a first date. Not having to explain, what I say. lusting for a smoke when broke, and finding enuff change. Is sometimes grounds, to declare a good day. Problems are massive things. crush you if ya let em. But they are no match. To the sight, of a million f...
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not sure what im seeing.. if its a condition, I will pray for u. now as far as the poem maybe break it down into stanzas with line breaks and crying becasem the scale went up I ate a meal (break it here) ate a meal. And ‘it’s early days’ she says after one and a half years. ‘That sounds really good’ she says in the hope of me keeping it real. (break it here) Still, I insist, I’ma rational person Logic is reason, I like to think. I can not eat for a month and be perfect, I like to think. (brea...
when formated in short lines like this it often flowes even better if you really break it down something like this Carrying eternal dirt. this earthly spinning urn. Immortal. Empty space. Devoid Fragments so fragile. could use some fleshing out but over all a well done work
add to the begaining a brief description of the assailent or the or of the trigger mechanisem, and add to the end a discription of the assailents departure and you will have it,, bravo however you use the word I to often you could loose half of them without confusing the rader in the slightes abd it would flow more smoothly
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