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    dots Submission Name: Poisoned Joydots

    Author: Spriing
    ASL Info:    19/Female/Stony Brook, NY
    Elite Ratio:    3.9 - 44/47/16
    Words: 213
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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       Just to specify, this poem is not about me. I wrote seeing from the eyes of someone else, I guess. In truth, I would probably be the one "poisoned" lol, but I definitely understand the other view.

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    dotsPoisoned Joydots

    I stepped into a room where laughter filled every space.
    The smell of sweet roast and turkey breast mixed with a stench of the finest rum--
    seemed to be as a potion which penetrated the core of their souls;
    It stifled the very air of corruption that we should breathe,
    and caused that temporary high of happiness.
    And yet, as I stood, choking on such an air
    I seemed to be secluded,
    the only one not yet poisoned by the effect of this infectious joy.
    And as time stood still with me,
    it sickened me to see
    the irksome peace on their faces.
    It was because I longed for that fantasy-
    the escape that came with dreams.
    I longed to live in a soul that had forgotten about the hate
    And jealousy, and fear of life.
    For me, life had become that stench of rum which enveloped my entire being;
    For them, that stench had mixed with turkey, causing them to dream.
    And it was only through dreams that their laughter existed.
    I could not laugh.
    But I laughed through my own corruption still,
    Knowing that their high would soon grow dreary
    When they remembered that they had just lived through a dream,
    And had to wake up.

    Submitted on 2004-12-03 21:49:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      awesome write! u have some good talent with poetry! keep it up! cant wait to see more! again awesome job and welcome to elite skills!
    | Posted on 2004-12-03 00:00:00 | by DancingGirl | [ Reply to This ]
      heh. thats cool you're like realizing how cracked society is. haha. that we're all insane and don't know what the [censored] we're doing here. but we act like little people on stage to acheive some stability and to feel "normal". psht. ahhahaha. dead turkeys are something to celebrate in the world of tradition.
    | Posted on 2004-12-03 00:00:00 | by graffitijeans | [ Reply to This ]
      very interesting write..its good..you are talented ..you have a great use of words...you are noticing all the little imperfection in people..
    | Posted on 2004-12-03 00:00:00 | by FadedSilence | [ Reply to This ]

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