tainted_soul Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 alas, i think this will be my last post on this site, until i fall on hard times again (it'll happen). if you still want to read some of my crap, i'm on link removed, username "lukewarm". i'll miss a couple people on here, i know, but i'll leave you with this. "lobotomies save lives" she hit her head on a rock, they said but everyone knew she could swim often by herself she walks, pensive and serene a transcendental girl she was she woke from her dream from one life to the next from the harmless world, created. for some broken piece of mind mended with popsicle sticks, she was a steward of the still-life lifestyle she called back home, she spoke with a siling's sibilation of the perfect plastic perjury through which she wandered, without purpose an inconstant girl she was she sang a song that no one heard no one now has come locked in her jewelry-box long since lost in the morgue's vault of ticker-tape wrongs a creature of quiet solitude, she was the air is still weighted with her words her visitors began to fade and as the years passed into days so did she now lost in herself she lies calm and empty as the darkened carpet bedrooms a terminal girl, she was a visceral girl, she was a sensual girl, she was the girl i loved, she was Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
i_hate_the_world47 Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 You shall be missed as well as your kind but striaght forward words. Meagan Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rahll Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 I liked that poem. It tells a story, and leaves me feeling intriquied. The repition of "she was" felt very approiate, and the words seemed to flow really well. I dont know who you are, as I've only been coming to this site for a few days now, but I'm glad you found what you needed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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