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When I was a kid
Pyrexia via ambrosia,
life lost is double crossed. Double crossed. When I was a kid I used to chase grasshoppers in a huge field not far from my house, now it's a parking lot. Smitten to let go, too pure to know any better. When I was a kid in elementary school, one time we got seedlings and could do whatever we wanted with them. Now mine's in the backyard and it's bigger than me, never been pruned. Everything is so new, we fight to keep it that way. Oh the repition. Oh the long nights of my dismay. If I only had a nickle for each moment I spent living in the past, I could build a time machine and forever it'd last. When I was a kid playing soccer with my Dad, I remember walking home from the field and seeing a bee injured on the ground. Foolishly I went to pet it and it stung me. I stomped on it with all my might. Muslim sufis get stung by bees about once every 4 years because the venom helps build anti-bodies that helps fight the common cold and boosts the metabolism. I just cried. When I was a kid. Last edited by djmarkpaul; Sep 04, 04 at 02:23 AM. |
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"Oh the long nights of my dismay. If I only had a nickle for each moment I spent living in the past, I could build a time machine and forever it'd last."
- That part is awesome dude! If you ain't feelin that part peeps then you will sooner or later ~ Time catches up with all of us... |
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Thanks folks, none of that shit is made up so now you know me as I wish to be remembered.
Goddessa, your poems read as someone who was raped at an early age. That's not meant to be an insult. I got another poem for you, it's probably too occult for you to understand, but I throw pearls to swine in the hopes that one day I will see one sprout a pair of wings and take off in the heavens. I checked the wheather network, it said grey skies will clear up as soon as the bitch front makes it's way. That's right, it's a front. |
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