Washington

Whats in a night? Lonely and cold the doors aproaching. Crying. Tears of joy right eye. Tears of sadness on the left. Aint no angel waiting. Aint no angel waiting for me.

Im HERE. GOD DAMNIT. Why cant I see my face? Im looking, a blank stare. Where am I? Where is my face?

Is it love? Fuck no. Is it right? Is it wrong? Who is to say. There is no ultimate. You dont know. No one knows.

Your judging me? Im sad for you. Im sad for me. Im sad for every one angel. We are all beautiful my friend. We are all beautiful my enemy.

I love you all. Sadness is in softness. Englufing. Me. I forgive you. You dont mean what you say.

Please forgive me.

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guthmund

May I be the first to say.....WTF?

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denim

Downers. What kind, I wonders, I wonders.

Washington

Ha, i dunno what the hell that was. Glad i got it out of me though.

I was listening to Bruce Springsteen's "streets of philedelphia" and it triggered something inside of me. I looked at the mirror next to the computer and just started crying.

I dunno what the hell.

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paddyjoe

welcome back

Crack

Yes, yes you may...

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Fly

you been messin' around with my avatar man?

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bernadette

put down the tube of glue

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Astrocloud

I feel for you man. I feel for you.

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denim

You mean I feel for you? (note: link requires iTunes)

Boo

Whats in the night? Bitter and bold, wicked eyes near. Still. Smelling fear in the night. Seeking prey in the weak. He's no angel. Be afraid, feel the danger.

I'm here. Praise be. Please don't see my face. I'm hiding, void of feeling. Lost in time. Leave not in a haste.

Is it love? FUCK NO. Is it just? Is it immoral? I am to say! Just to be aware. We all know. Evil knows.

Are you judging me? Be lenient, don't kill me. Feel for the free, feel for caged. Judge yourself harshly. Have mercy, then you will be not my enemy.

I love them all. Loudly I protest. Empowering. You. I forgive you. It is from my heart.

Don't forsake me.

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Church

What was that? Strange and unforgiving. Pizza. Running. I still don't know. Smelling my socks. Ew.

Seeking Febreeze to ail the pain in my nose like a wildfire rushing through the hairs of ear.

Is it sweet perfume? FUCK NO. Is it the sweet smell of fresh mountain air? Hell Naw! Rancid. Decay. Death. Apple.

Are you hiding from me? I do not blame you, run my child. Pepperoni.

Are you hidden now? Olive. Are you crying yet? Yes. Good.

I am taking off my shoe now. You die. Death. Feet. Smell.

Tree. Are you an angel? I say not. Are you dead from the smell of my feet?

Yes.


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(Sorry, I couldn't resist! )

Interesting poem Washington.

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ariekitten

um....ok.....nice poetry

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Washington

thanks arie

lol, i just reread all that crap i wrote. wtf is right!

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