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    dots Submission Name: The Inner Medots

    Author: AeThe Lost Poet
    ASL Info:    19/M/DE
    Elite Ratio:    3.6 - 147/184/122
    Words: 141
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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    dotsThe Inner Medots

    I see women and children,
    Ahead of me breathing heavily,
    Screaming at me all the time.
    There’s no remedy,
    Precious time unwinds,
    To fast, incredibly.
    Telling me, ain’t nothing true,
    That’s what they said to me,
    “You can’t hide from it,
    No, you can’t run,
    Or tell the difference,
    Between senseless and numb,
    Till there is one day,
    In which, you won’t see
    The vile guileless person,
    You’ve come to be,
    Holding death in your clutches,
    While touching the chrome,
    Fight and fussing yourself,
    You must’ve been home,
    Crushed at heart sometimes,
    The pressure alone,
    Pulls the trigger in you heart,
    At the rush of the phone,”
    Do it—
    Quick! Dial 911
    I’ve got a heart attack,
    But the line is undone,
    Apathy fails and,
    So do the beeps,
    The hanging phone signals.
    To you, “He Sleeps”

    Submitted on 2007-12-20 08:41:16     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Wow I really like this one.. It has an awesome imagery. Keep up the good work. ^-^ Sorry it's been so long.
    | Posted on 2008-01-17 00:00:00 | by Katlord | [ Reply to This ]
      Basically, I'm explaining about how the presure of life and trying to be yourself, depite the complications in my life lead to the death of "the inner me", in other words to you, "he sleeps", how even sometimes the thought of taking your life can come into yuor mind, "Touching the chrome".
    | Posted on 2007-12-21 00:00:00 | by AeThe Lost Poet | [ Reply to This ]
      It started out well, however, it starts getting a little unclearer down the lines. It might just be me? There are some really good lines in it though. I really liked the lines...
    " ...Or tell the difference,..."
    "...You’ve come to be,"....
    A lot of truth.
    | Posted on 2007-12-20 00:00:00 | by isis_lenore | [ Reply to This ]

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