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    dots Submission Name: untitleddots

    Author: Razor2TheRosary
    ASL Info:    24 - f - Philly
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 238/127/51
    Words: 179
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
    Total Views: 1517
    Average Vote:    4.0000
    Bytes: 1321


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    Blades hang because you look just like me,
    threatening through reflective glass,
    but I don't see them,
    I just inhale the foggy air.
    There aren't enough moments,
    or maybe too many have already passed.
    Fingerprints cut holes in dull grime,
    and shining was never an option.

    I watched the stars of fatality
    illuminate dim city lights,
    but I don't need you,
    I just haven't accepted it.
    There aren't enough dealers,
    or maybe too many casinos were built.
    Kings and aces have caught fire,
    and some flames cannot be extinguished.

    More overdramatic sound effects
    deafen everyone around you,
    but I know better,
    I just have more bad ideas.
    There aren't enough exits,
    or maybe I'm still too high to find them all.
    Each relapse increases volume,
    and I may never stop listening.

    I picked up too many bad habits
    and everything they've said is true,
    but I don't miss you,
    I just haven't recovered yet.
    There aren't enough stitches,
    or maybe I'm too old to do it again.
    Persuasion corrupts flirtation,
    and learning to fail was effortless.

    Submitted on 2008-04-30 04:48:26     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I think that some people always try to evaluate their life and find the mistakes or "bad habits" to correct them; to make their life "better". I've always love to embrace these habits and make them the cause of my ever evolving conscience. I really felt this poem reminded me of imperfections that I lovingly embrace. Whether that was the intent or not...I still thoroughly enjoyed this. Thanks. .
    | Posted on 2008-07-18 00:00:00 | by Nicholas Lala | [ Reply to This ]
      You might call this one...
    "Burning a whole in Heaven"

    I liked this and I thought you were going to burn the casino to the ground(smile)
    Great write as always!!!!
    Thanks for sharing.
    Kelley Frost
    | Posted on 2008-05-04 00:00:00 | by whendt | [ Reply to This ]

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