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| A little bit of Faith existed somewhere surely,; errm... | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 24 2005, 04:37 PM (85 Views) | |
| Genie | Aug 24 2005, 04:37 PM Post #1 |
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Stiff. Bored. Annoyed. Sad. Emotional. Depressed. And God knows what else, invades my mind when I am alone. Simple things soon are exaggerated to big conflicts. Stringing on absurd thoughts, I accuse each one of you for my bleakness One by one I eliminate you- Pretending soon you don’t exist- Like a chess game, I am the king, and my manipulative queen Loneliness. I wake up every day to the same old game- I am struck by useless lightning, which is my form of energy To take a few steps to the kitchen, then a few more steps to dads coat where there’s my friend Mr.Cigarette And there’s the lighter in the usual place, on top of some D.I.Y magazines, The cig can’t keep me happy forever, 15 minutes later my hands tremble, From the bear empty walls, And the cold ground, This still needs carpeting Bored, from doing the same thing everyday I decide to explore- There’s a knife, nope to many people use that for self purpose There’s another lighter, again used for other purposes There’s nothing, but emptiness, sadness, boredom and violence in this house Something is pushed around on the windowsill by the howling wind, craving for another victim A pure white, untouched Chalk piece. Perfect. Now to be the illustrator of my life. Since obviously I am not the author. Slowly, I carve on each wall “God Help me, just once, show me the light” Miraculously, my author seemed to have been awaiting one call of defeat The White flags up, Within a few blinks, my minds in first gear Ready to drive away from the empty hole of depression. |
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| Lustre | Aug 24 2005, 08:16 PM Post #2 |
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awwww Henna, so sad but ended so happy. Many of us have felt that way, maybe except for Mr. Cig. Enjoyed this ;goodjob; |
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| Genie | Aug 25 2005, 11:07 AM Post #3 |
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Thank God I was creating a persona and that wasnt me, don't want to go there, yep Mr.Cig is an ass. Thanks hon, :) |
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| Lustre | Aug 25 2005, 08:41 PM Post #4 |
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you're welcome :) and to Mr. Cig ;bash; |
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| mike Toreno | Aug 28 2005, 02:25 PM Post #5 |
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yeah thats funny that |
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| Genie | Aug 28 2005, 03:54 PM Post #6 |
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Oh my! Funny? :o |
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| Kaos | Aug 28 2005, 04:41 PM Post #7 |
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A few typos that took away from the experience, but it's an enticing piece. It conjures up an image, at least, of a place, but not, to me, a person. It almost seems like the monologue of a house, or a room, rather than a person. Maybe that's in the way it's put. I like. I don't like the ending, but that's morbid old me. |
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| Genie | Aug 28 2005, 04:50 PM Post #8 |
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haha id feel more depressed if I didn't put that ending ;cry; Thanks, personally I don't like this piece but yeah.. |
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| Kaos | Aug 28 2005, 04:56 PM Post #9 |
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Ah, you can't like them all. I don't like many of mine at all. I tend to feel they're too revealing. |
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| Genie | Aug 29 2005, 09:31 AM Post #10 |
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True, Maybe, yours are like a portrait of you :o :lol: |
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| Kaos | Aug 29 2005, 01:17 PM Post #11 |
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Portrait? Nah. A portrait is fake. |
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| Genie | Aug 29 2005, 01:58 PM Post #12 |
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Yep, thats what I think, errm nooo |
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