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Psycho
Location: Room Nineteen
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the first poem i'm posting on here
I liked it then
When The stench of cheap markers occupied my mind Bleep, blop, bloop Now I sit at a table, one that I own and color in the empty space creating shadows without the lines telling me to. Hands placed firmly on the paper twirling it upside down when necessary Head cocked to the side and a little too close to the paper. My eyes are focused on that one empty space Trying to bring back those innocent feelings joys But my mind wanders to what I must do today, past pains, and being a Grown Up. Last edited by little limey; 04-30-2003 at 10:28 AM.. |
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Naughty Just Right
Location: Euphoria
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Wonderful visuals! I recall that smell so well! a little trip down memory lane...and then reality!
Thanks for sharing.
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