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Little Maiden On Planet 9

Author: mrmundane
ASL Info:    20/m/vancouver bc
Elite Ratio:    2.4 - 47 /96 /78
Words: 320
Class/Type: Poetry /Passion
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Little Maiden On Planet 9

She sat leaning into her insides
Her demons were always allegedly contained
Forgetting wisdom she let loose her abandoned brick work
There forever squeazing out her overcoat of stains
Absorbing Flesh into flesh additionnnallll chemicalss
Mespellin wooords all overrr the placeee
It made little to no difference. Onwards.
Is it innocent to have forgot to change?
Charge in a new allegro, truant fresh face
With a serenade dancing under your ribcage
Change into a small start
Together planted forever sown
In the steamboats of cardinal mississippi miles
Forget all thems troubles darlin' rose
The points you've been staring at are backwards
Even more wilderness grows
As elastic firmly brushes us
It bends into the sweet smell of futuristic entanglements
By the north star, blinging in that ghetto sky
As the golden star burns us brightly into decades to do
My pupils grow like tree frogs' sucking off some simple dew
Due, due for the next episode, the next great exam
Of mad manic academia
Which made little to no sense then,
and made little to no sense here
Some would say that it was the enemy
Maybe, they will say,
It is me, you.
Sometimes red with black and grey lines
Sometimes green blue
In mornings sucking up retrospection
Insanely picking at my inner poo
I've found my stress test undeserving
and when the black and black lines came
and red lines and white lines and the yellow and the blue green
Tapped into these unillateral taboos
I find the damn things winning over me
Into a newer direction, about to explode
and my stupified face just described how relaxed i was
To finally know who i was and who, the hell, are you
To experience the finest boast-worthy education man will ever know
My insight just led me to leave my ego behind
As it was totally useless to you
By that i mean you, man, i mean you.

Submitted on 2008-03-02 16:01:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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