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Materialism by stars-burnA twisted obsession became,Materialism by stars-burn
a social norm of global proportions.
The world is naval-gazing to the point of self-consumption,
Endless gyres of cannibalistic intent.
Some are enamoured with this;
these widening waves of mercenary intent breaking over foreign shores.
This poison penetrates the most selfless of cultures,
leaving no room for the martyrs.
This is a forsaken time.
in Open on 3/12/06
From R-D-X-83Spilling my soul onto virginal white, I dirty its form with my pain. Emptying all I can no longer hold Through the shaft of the sword’s superior.From R-D-X-83
A memory bank to absorb the unwanted Accepts what I leak word by word. Dissolving the tension and painting a picture As seeping ink sooths my lament.
A page is a listener willing to learn And teaches the rest of the world. Hoarded anxiety soon fades away To become part of something worthwhile.
Doubting and devilish hatred of all, Dread and despair drive a wedge. Writing it all out of body and min
in Fixed on 9/20/04
Needling the PainThe guilt of discarded needles and hidden obsessions hang heavy on shoulders and bones that do not know how to carry the weight of this world or lay their burden down in unmarked graves that cannot be found.Needling the Pain
We stopped running years ago cause there's nothing left to hide from.
It all came out in the open with the piercings and the lone black glove covering the mutilations
and attempts at forgetting the ballerina
who walked all over your heart, taking her scissored feet to your skin - another edge to bleed you dry.
But now you stand there
in Open on 8/22/04
Good - EvilFinger nails,Good - Evil
That shine like justice, Slowly slice, through souls.
Decrepit, faulty ballerina, Dances to darkness now.
Little lady of the house, Grown up, a sordid sight. Innocence burnt; ashes now; Careless laughter banished, Benevolence a sin.
Her smiling eyes, Once cared for others, Now twisted, a useful tool, For prey who so naively think, That kindness reigns beneath.
Stretched across a million miles, The disappointed stares, A hallway wreathed with poison. Yet she walks oblivious, Cutting through re
in Fixed on 8/20/04
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Devious Comments
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
I thank you for taking the time to look and I wait for a responce.
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Music's the only thing that makes sense anymore.
Play it loud enough and it keeps the deamons at bay.
Please do NOT send any of the following:
I enjoy speculative fiction, all non-fiction, personal essays, structural poems, and anything experimental. Please tell me which version of MS Word you have so I will know how to best include my comments. If you don't have Word, please tell me.
Thanks.
*Anon-
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Comment because you intend to help.
Not because you want comments, pageviews, watchers, or favorites.
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Like the critiques I give? Recommend me to your friends. Thanks.
Sorry I haven't been contributing at all as far as topics etc go... busy time etc, and I'm sure this club doesn't really have much left to salvage anyway, though that's not your fault, it's starting to happen to my club ~reversify too. Anyway I'm going to be away for the next month, til late January and won't be able to contribute during this time. Hope the club is successful.
Holly.
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Be my rest.
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.+.Never waking up the alarm is broken...
[[Sugarcult]]
*Reality is just a dream*
//M e l i n d a
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your lack of intelligence is matched only by your stupidity.
OI! YOU, LOOK AT MY GALLERY ~jrobinson
look at ~M1cro5lave: good wallpapers
admin of ~purepoetry
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what about the children? oh won't someone please think of the children?!
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"Hello my name is distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello I really don't care if I never wake up again. I really don't care if I never wake up again."-Benjamin Perri
-From Autumn to Ashes
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One never sees a stolen kiss,
Or thinks the butterfly the sort.
To engage in affairs
With the spider's disception,
Leading to her gentle fall,
And immediate suspension.
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<<< And these nights I get high just from breathing...>>>
*SomethingCorporate*
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I love candy!
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Cheers.
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I will not waste my days trying to prolong them.
where are yo poems?
maybe i'm just impatient i'll be waiting
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I think we should all just conform to Non-conformity
Based on increasing demand, a page on deviantART has been created which provides a list of the best DA prose writers. The list is created by the deviants, for the deviants. ~proselist serves no other function, and has no affiliations. It is merely a tool that will make finding good prose easier for deviants.
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