strange thoughts... fromthestrangegirl |
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you forced me to sink slipping knee deep cold seeps and i do believe everything is shaded blue and now i sink drowning far too deep freezing and i can't see everything is shaded blue winter comes winter chills we're all sick of being someone else the fools fall in puddles too deep and a city submerged, a city beat blue waves you caught me on fire and fanned a flame dying live wires flying everything is burning blue and now i torch touching flesh of molten source i can't see past this rage everything is burning blue summer comes summer fire we're all fading and we're all tired the fake city burns to the ground and i burn to the ground blue flames ashes floating on an empty sea i saw something you didn't see everything is shaded blue i look past and see it's you ashes floating on an empty sea 12/4/02 blc |
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Someday I'll find you Sleeping in your guilt Or resting in your escape Breathing gently When so many gasp for unfound relief And I'll break you The sins you bed in The sins you breed Someday I'll find you And slice through your accomplished deeds With a dagger of vengeful justice Someday you'll cringe And feel the pain below And feel the jagged teeth biting deeper And I hope you scream I hope you fight it I hope with all my hate that you wail in unrelenting horror Someday I'll find you Time's transgressions have a sharpened temper And I have a thirsty dagger So rest in your crimes And drown in your blood. BLC 12/31/02 |
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balloons and parachutes airplanes and kites worms and shovels caskets and roots .above and below. .i fly and sink a little bit more. all gloom, just shoot fair dames, grins of spite squirm and grovel basket case of soot flames in anticipated sky crash landing pray for what you hated time to fly souls collide on the float up balloons of air the dead of the earth 1/9/03 blc |
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Tomorrow sitting patiently my anxiety and i restless breathing and i see the glimpse of what's to be foggy glances through shattered crystal balls a dance with Future offbeat side-steps unglued swaying hips untuned guitars singing offkey tunes pirouette into the sun and torch what's to come blc |
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Na�vet� slipping on liquid grins Uninformed your focus narrowingly thin She�s the aim of all And the sun shines in her glory She�s the downfall of your world You�ll be old and know you didn�t worry Too late it spins into view She was the destruction of peace The gain of and loss of everything I�ve grown bitter Brittle in the hale of this winter I�ve burned angry This hell has no winner 1/3/03 |
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nonchalantly you drip by (hiding what glides in reticent shadow) spreading your nervous grin along the pathways you lurch from rushed laughter to the reserved quiet you know best you forget my future raise a brow for curiosity's sake you presumed to acknowledge me now ignorant and surprised and a fidget of interest nips your impassive features my words speak around you the arrow deflects the target my memory fails my past (our past) and you're a ghost sitting so near 12/27/02 blc |
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dreaming is mnemonic quondam silhouettes reticent and patient a hollowed doll forgets [you are what you make this] shadow's can be demonic malnourished etiquette searching for vindication glancing off regret 1/5/03 blc |
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you're like the death to every dream and i'm grinning as i receive your posture is bent and bowed but inflictingly oppressive some way how and their's a world colliding deep inside it's a massive wrecking ball unchained wild conflicting interests and nihilistic smiles thinking of what they don't believe in giggle like a child the pieces fly apart and shards jagged sharp stabbed to the soul of a universe alert and patient for the end of all as red lights flash and the burning of the walls i stroke you gently as your teeth sink in choking and falling empty as my blood runs thin death to every dream and the massacre of joy holocaust of happiness as humans become ploys 1/9/03 |
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note from the author: you may read these "writings" and be completely lost, or maybe assume i'm completely psychotic.. my only suggestion: read them again. a lot has happened that molds these poems and if you know me you have all the background needed to understand what this repeating theme is about. hope you enjoy reading my junk. let me know what you think. ~becca lynn c. |
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