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    dots Submission Name: Where am I at?dots

    Author: Pprophet
    ASL Info:    19/m/FL
    Elite Ratio:    6.85 - 91/12/9
    Words: 261
    Class/Type: Poetry/Venting
    Total Views: 709
    Average Vote:    5.0000
    Bytes: 1931

       It was orginally in two pieces, but I thought I'd put it up like this all together.

    Make the font bigger!! Double Spacing Back to recent posts.

    dotsWhere am I at?dots

    plots coursed meticulously, defend against a margin of error
    constitute a sullen haze, conditions pardon the flare
    masked macabre marches, derive at derelict paths
    mundane monday mobs, relinquish lies to a selected class
    nefarious pinacles obtained, festive deciet achieved
    crapulous deviations in strategy; massacres a complete believe
    travail stipulations; only an abyss to calm my nerves
    antagonizing actions react; clasp revenge just to palm hurt
    but, repercussions not exerted in its complete extent
    fatigue sways weight; fidelity exposed with no means to offend
    correspondence confirms; a comfortable tedium aware
    wherever i'm at, can you honestly believe that i'm there?

    blanket wraped as lacerations, subsequent yesterdays tomorrow
    prognosis negetive concerning placid fantasies, but never display sorrow
    moniker created to epithet the contemptuous identity
    simultaneously on differant paths, same goal tryin to make differant men of me
    eminent thoughts eradicate, ruination with the cudgel of abhor
    discuss essense particulars with no parameter, evanesce to a bore
    compass nothing consequential, with no differance from authentic to abysmal
    disgruntled rages, raises tensions, every indescreet mention, I meant it, a little
    each fresh chimed rotation, i'm patient, waiting for the curvature to ravish
    subtle arrival here, just to decide.. that I don't even want to be at this
    enough foolish antics, hands it, hands down across the board
    without you?-it's dark, you take my sun, so it didn't only cost the lord
    recieve 365 lashes, that last us,enough for me to be back in a year
    pillar on my own two feet, just because I'm right there..doesn't mean that i'm here.

    Submitted on 2006-10-13 22:13:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This again has ur unique style. but honestly. I'm confused. Maybe thats the whole point. Part of what makes a poem so cool is that its written in such a way that you want to memorize it and say it. Kind of like a good song makes you want sing along. This poem and maybe all of your poetry doesn't make me want to recite it. You use really elaborate wording but it isn't something a person would want to recite. Try to find more beauty in verse make the poem more sayable.
    | Posted on 2006-10-27 00:00:00 | by chelseagirl077 | [ Reply to This ]

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