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| Digging Without A Shovel; I'm bored enough to open word and c+p one | |
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| Kaos | Aug 9 2005, 05:09 PM Post #1 |
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The Cancer for the Cure
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Explanations for this one exist if anyone needs them, but I think it's pretty translucent at most. Digging Without A Shovel You said you could hear the tears in my voice, But could you see the laughter in my eyes? There were times when I lamented for hours Just to think that I’d thought of thinking before. You said you could see tiredness in the bags, But you never saw the plant in the groceries. Sometimes, the hand is slowed until the eye Can see every little movement it makes. The hand, though, is a duplicitous thing, Wringing in scheme with its partner in crime. Hands move deceptively slow when idle, But the trick is in the lullaby that lulls the eye. The sweet scented perfume of misdirection, Sample bottles testing on the wrist, where The cuts heal and the wounds still burn a little, But you don’t let on. The deception, it seems, Is not a trick so unique to the con-men. Wounds heal in time. Even those in the pocket. |
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| Genie | Aug 9 2005, 05:20 PM Post #2 |
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First of all Kaos=Big Bitch. Reason= for not ****ing posting your poetry here more often since you can't be "assed" and secondly Kaos's poem= Schexy (My word for Sexy) No I'm not feeling horny or any other emotion of the kind, its bloody well done! My fav out of all the ones you' ve "managed" to post! :angry: Second Stanza=Schexy by far. Oompity well done matey! |
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| Kaos | Aug 9 2005, 05:26 PM Post #3 |
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The Cancer for the Cure
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Sowwi ;angel; I'll make sure I post more of it here... Thanks for the comments, that's probably one of my favourite poems I've written myself... For once I managed to talk about everything I wanted to say in the amount of space I wanted to say it in, without randomly going off the subject... |
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| Genie | Aug 9 2005, 05:28 PM Post #4 |
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Thats Better. When the hell did you go from hell to heaven dodo? Angel *sighs* ;bad; |
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| Kaos | Aug 9 2005, 05:56 PM Post #5 |
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The Cancer for the Cure
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Naturally, being a dodo, I flew. *Ignores fact that Dodos were flightless.* |
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| Genie | Aug 9 2005, 06:01 PM Post #6 |
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Such a bad oompa loompa! <_< |
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