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Author: trinityfinger
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of real
slowly erodes
into apple-pie

how to forget
how to hold onto
passion and its effects
its strangulation
and the way we perceive
how it's all a pattern
a reflection
of how and why
there is logic and reason

snap back
and realise what is true deception
what is full and pure
or at least what you make of it all
when trying to become
part of a circle
an interlocking spiral
of has-been and what-for and why-not
to all of this confusion
we settle for

dreams may be free but the follow-on
makes destroying oneself
ever harder
to eclipse

{to think upon
with misplaced anger
and regret


Submitted on 2014-04-12 00:13:11     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I don't that this is apple pie crumble real. Perhaps I'm still caught up in Keith's sand piece, but this reads very dry and defeated. You start out by being you. I kept reading to find out your truth, and where the pie ties in. I expected a moment and got stuck in the one seat in the auditorium that skews the view of the stage and you miss half the performance. Then you spin off into the kind of platitudes that already fill Internet oceans and therefore needn't be immortalized here.

Call me when that pie is ready; there's one slice of real with my name on it.
| Posted on 2014-05-23 00:00:00 | by blueorchids | [ Reply to This ]
  i really appreciate your book ending start and end and the way it goes in circles and could continue forever should i have the commitment to allow it..

the opening lines which could also be the closing lines depending where the circle ends bring clarity to my evening. i had the worst night of my life, walked off the court during the third quarter because my "team mates" were being absolute bitches, walked home in the rain crying because i was so hurt by their actions and now im sitting on the sofa wondering whether i made it all up.

i know i didnt.

but i also know i am incapable of holding a grudge. that i am too good at looking at things from every angle. that even when stabbed in the back im trying to find the good in people.

it proved to be a fatal floor tonight. now i look like a sulky baby and a shitty sportsman all at the same time which couldnt be further from the truth.

ugh. i thought i'd left this rubbish behind in high school..

snap back somehow reminds me of eminem though i have no firm example to tie it to so maybe ignore that bit but as soon as i read it that was my connotation.

i really appreciate this piece tonight.
sorry for the incoherence of my comment.
its been a while.
| Posted on 2014-04-15 00:00:00 | by allapo1ogies | [ Reply to This ]

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