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    dots Submission Name: All on the Linedots

    Author: Me Rambling
    Elite Ratio:    5.91 - 279/319/51
    Words: 618
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsAll on the Linedots

    Ok, so I'm not the best with words,
    but my thoughts are ever flowing.
    It's just another ramblng from the one
    who wants everything for himself,
    but gives nothing in return

    Returning from another escape
    from a dissolved mind of self-
    dissolution, i pry into your head
    like there's no escape from being,
    but when reflecting upon myself,
    I can find nothing but darkness

    Cliche? Maybe, but it's the only way I know
    I thought I left everything of this type
    behind when I took your hand
    in the holiest of the only matrimony I've
    ever known

    I wake with you on my mind and hope
    that one day, what's left to be fullfilled
    will be done over like the light breaking
    through a dawn on another dead day

    Regardless of that solution,
    everything I say will only help to
    push anything away that could give solace,

    as the thoughts drift further from the
    starting line, you'll gradually understand,
    like wine, that nothing comes
    with a good taste at a young age

    But if it rains when I die,
    or I float above heaven on my own personal
    bird of justice, then you'll see that what I lost
    in life was nothing more then another
    breaking point of death

    There's no need to cry,
    you or myself, because you don't even know
    what's going on; the only one who cares
    is the one who left me when I was but a child

    The end of hate builds the beginning of destruction,
    There's no sunlight in the course of our lives...
    I'll still wake to kiss you on the dreams
    of everything you left behind

    But you can't explain me
    in a simple one-step response,
    I'll creep through everything you are with
    a passion like that of a steed
    for sex...

    not to feel good or end a pain driven envy of

    but to spawn the creation of another germ in your mindless thoughts of self deprivation.

    Suicided dreams in the long term goal of being one with all that has been, but the best aren't learned until they're dead, only then can you look at their steps and say "yes, I did what I could to master their words, long before they were driven to the other side of corruption."

    What corruption? The pain of knowing what should have been done was only another fleeting memory left in the void of this fucked up reality: cliché once again.

    But, imagine the only way to live was to explode with temptation into a gathering of murder... to exploit everything you once held as pure, and to take His name in vain for one final spurt against the very being that will end your life...

    Breathe easy, for you'll never feel this pain of the ultimate knowledge...

    Go ahead and think you can relate to everything you read, or any misplaced rage you see in the childish entries of Hate...

    You're no more found then "they" are, and once you come to grips with that simple part of nature then you too will be able to cope with a final piece of truth: the only wheel we spin on is that of destruction; be it your own life or the world as a whole.

    The only good you can do is die, so farewell good thoughts and feelings; I'll love you forever as I loved my own wife, but things end because there was never a beginning in the first place...

    just one big continuation of a past we'll never see.

    Submitted on 2005-09-11 00:41:41     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      "as the thoughts drift further from the starting line, you'll gradually understand,"

    "that nothing comes with a good taste at a young age"

    this is was pretty cool, just the wording, whats been going on with me since i don't know how long, and so damn true too...lol. so true

    "but things end cause there was never a beginning in the first place."

    theres so many things like that right now, my head is spinning...but thats when you gotta grit your damn teeth and let your fists fly, and fight for it, and if there REALLY was no beginning at all...then you died trying i guess.

    "I'll still wake to kiss you in the dreams,
    of everything you've left behind"

    that was Corgan-esque right there bother! thats no bad thing either.

    some of these stanzas it's obvious you're still hurtin man, got a question, do you write when you're juiced? thats when my best and deepest words come out...lol.

    take care brother
    | Posted on 2005-09-15 00:00:00 | by austin | [ Reply to This ]

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