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    dots Submission Name: In-San-It-Ydots

    Author: SanctityExposed
    ASL Info:    25
    Elite Ratio:    3.98 - 48/66/40
    Words: 224
    Class/Type: Rant/Serious
    Total Views: 806
    Average Vote:    5.0000
    Bytes: 1521

       Yeah, whatever you get from it.

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


    So, I've pretty much got nothing to write, and this isn't going to be poetry.

    This is what my life would sound like, on paper, on parchment refused quenched thirst. It's me, who I am, what I believe.

    Titter, tattered, deranged, neglected, confused.

    Adjective, noun, verb, adjective.

    Drag me 'round the playground, love
    Let me see the swing, swing, swing.
    Pull skirts up, dear, caution to murky puddles.
    Step, step, step, my hand on shoulder safe.
    Foot bare 'gainst barky floor
    Laugh, oh love, laugh
    We're breaking rules written roughly
    Push, please push me on the ride to Heaven.
    Catch me darling, catch me fair
    As I slide downward into darkest past.
    Nighttime parade on my cloud,
    I'll ask you to join me in this memory.
    Oh, join me love?
    On this night of collected dreams.
    I'll pocket a star for you
    Burning in my pocket deep
    You'll get it in exchange
    for the touch of your hidden lips.
    Lean into me, warmth radiate
    Embrace, oh cover me sweetness
    The rain is falling on our lullaby
    Hues of rainbow red and ghoulish green
    they mesh in eyes of intense want.
    Sing, sing, oh sing me darling
    A tune of silliness seeping
    Through every inch of you.
    Our playground of sweetly veiled fantasy.

    What do you know...I wrote a poem.

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      hahaha i love. i enjoy the extemporaneousness of it all, the total lack of need for a guiding force to make the momentum occur. it achieved maximum velocity of its own volition and you simply acted as a conduit. or maybe i dont know what the hell im talking about.
    | Posted on 2009-10-28 00:00:00 | by colbybradshaw | [ Reply to This ]

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