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    dots Submission Name: Inspiration, Pleasedots
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    Author: _taateli_
    ASL Info:    18/F/Finland
    Elite Ratio:    4.78 - 84/113/29
    Words: 79
    Class/Type: Random Thoughts/Misc
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       i haven't been writing anything on a long time and then i started to think about it, i really need something weird/sad/sick to happen so i could write anything, therefore: make me my tragedy!


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    dotsInspiration, Pleasedots
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    give me my muse
    a fever to tickle my toes
    a cigarette to burn my eyes
    and make me see the symphony
                  in whole
    give me my heavenly horror
    screaming neurotic words in my ears
    that mean pleasure
    when the window is closed
    and the panic
                  nothing but grows
    give me my wounded angel
    to whisper the words of comfort
    in my ear
    so I can scream the inspiration
                  in to the air

    make me my tragedy




    Submitted on 2005-07-23 04:19:37     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      catch her, she's a light!
    follow that light, wherever she may be...
    'heavenly horror'...
    that is an unspeakably good line.
    your muse serves you well and often, my dear.
    your words twist and turn like the ocean...
    it's sickeningly beautiful.
    i admire you.
    night night, glitter-faerie...
    ~Syn
    | Posted on 2006-10-30 00:00:00 | by Syn | [ Reply to This ]
      Ahh, to chase that enigmatic Muse! I like the way you have formatted this piece... it gives it a feathery sort of substance, a whimsical searching feel. And the last line was perfect... original and pleasing to read out... a fitting end, I would say.

    You have quite a lot of internal assonance going on here... not quite rhymes but the same sounds... which is what assonance means - duh me lol.

    I'm glad to have stumbled upon your work taateli - it is a breath of fresh air. Now if only you could find that Muse again and open yourself up to inspiration! Even writing about the lack of inspiration is inspiration in itself. At least I think so. And it is something that I have written about to get myself out of the writing doldrums.

    Keep your chin up... there's always lots to write about. How about trying something outside of your body, outside of the tried and true 'I and You' formula? Hmm, that sounded so condescending but it wasn't meant to be construed like that.

    I hope you get what I mean. Best of luck and hope to see you posting soon.

    Jase
    | Posted on 2005-09-13 00:00:00 | by alteredlife | [ Reply to This ]
      ive got a small cure for u, its very small, the cures not small really it's more of a little incentive, it goes like this, we-e-ell well it's the big show, well it's the big bad show tonight, this is when you say you can no longer hear,
    | Posted on 2005-08-18 00:00:00 | by Siriquelle | [ Reply to This ]
      give me my muse
    a fever to tickle my toes
    a cigarette to burn my eyes
    and make me see the symphony
    in whole
    give me my heavenly horror
    screaming neurotic words in my ears
    that mean pleasure
    when the window is closed
    and the panic
    nothing but grows
    give me my wounded angel
    to whisper the words of comfort
    in my ear
    so I can scream the inspiration
    in to the air

    make me my tragedy



    This sounds like the mantra of the tortured genius/artist begging his/her muse for another hit of misery to write sublime tragedies for the consumer because that's about all the writer knows. Suffering with writing, suffering without it; who could ask for anything more? Was this the approximate time the site began to disappoint you and sap your enjoyment? Just curious.

    A bit different than your earlier work.
    Take care of yourself.
    Bill.
    | Posted on 2006-11-19 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]


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