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SurrenderingSomething swirled all around me. It was cold and dark, but all I could see was blinding trails of colour. Chaotic sounds blasted into my eardrums, sending pounding vibrations down my throat into the pit of my stomach. Instead of being sickened, the vibrations comforted me in some strange way. I heard a voice, or was it a thought of my own? Surrender…let go. I felt myself moving, slowly at first, but then rapidly. I was aware of being violently tossed around. Trails of light passed by me as I was propelled faster and faster into an abyss. Something clicked in the back of my mind. I should have been scared. I knew I was going to die. Instead of Surrendering
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A million phosphorous eyes..Over a curtain of infinite blackness, a million phosphorous eyes of God looked upon me. Illuminating with a feverous yet calm wisdom, (and I knew) their gaze held the secrets of existence, and I cried into divinity - "Tell me who I am..."
The night came alive with emotion and the stars fell; the tears of God weeping with the answer... They slowed as they reached the earth, (like falling autumn leaves...) and lofted away, dimming in the distance; slowly dying fireflies, for whom I also wept...
I tasted God's tears in the wind and breathed in his s A million phosphorous eyes..
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To die in dreams...Bad dreams cold sweat flows as he shivers the night winds blow... Pained thoughts, mocking memories like starved carrion birds pecking at his skull feasting on his fear, gorging on his regret...
Dilated pupils walking in the dark blind to everything but his past. Artificial peace -
white pills - little blocks of ice that numb his senses that cool his fever and may bring him his freedom.
Closed eyes drifting off a peaceful fall into nothingness black. A long plummet far down and this time he again prays t To die in dreams...
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See what's in front of you.Shards of broken mirror lay on the floor - reflections of the conflicting parts of himself, blood seeping from his hands and cowering, focusing on the pain within.
Look into the glass and what do I see, a broken man with a bottle in one hand, with eyes full of hatred and a callused heart still faintly beating.
His head bowed down in his hands, trying to still, to calm the chaos inside, yearning for the spark, some hope, some answers to questions asked long ago.
He already knew the answers... he just couldn't accept their simplicity, that t See what's in front of you.
by ~Tire-me

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LetsLet's burn the bodies of the young, And beautiful. Collect them all into a pile,
To drown in acid tears, And bitter hatred of the self. Let's bury them by the sidewalks, Where we face our daily battles, To the war their beauty is a weapon of, And defence our insecurities bide us.
Let's smash and break the armor, Of the cars and vehicles which congest our air; Of the perfect specimen of science, To which our drunken ignorance blindly drives along. Let's throw matches in the petrol tank, And watch the lack of free will go up in flames; Destroy fund Lets
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Tool - Reflection

Mon Jan 19, 2004, 9:54 PM

I find that I can see a light at the end down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole.
Defeated I Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness. How pitiful.
It's calling me.
It's calling me.
It's calling me.
It's calling me.

And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping.
The moon tells me a secret. My confidant.
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
A million light reflections pass over me
It's source is bright and endless.
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her we are lifeless satellites dreaming dreams.
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't want to be down here feeding my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.

So crucify the ego before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable...
Just let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through, bringing out our hope and reason.

before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away.
before I pine away...

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~AmzarahGunn Nov 15, 2004, 9:51:45 PM

hey, it's satansgirl on a new account; i remember you when you watched me ages ago ^^ just saying a quick hi to ya'll

hope all is well.

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~ifiok Feb 8, 2004, 2:41:42 PM

I'll keep an eye out for your gallery. Kep up the good work.

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~affirmation Jan 21, 2004, 5:25:13 PM

Thanks for the comment on my page and fav on lets. its probably my fave poem.

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~hebrewgift Jan 19, 2004, 4:16:38 PM

hey Rey! thanks for your comments on Deaf Anguish! [link]

You're awsome!

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~waste-of-space Jan 18, 2004, 3:47:52 AM

Randomness!

~pencillicious Jan 12, 2004, 9:37:30 PM

Hey there!

Thanks for reading my new poem. ^_^ Your comments made my evening. You've definitely got some talent yourself there...as a poet. *nod* I'll be keeping an eye on you...so off the ball...write boy, write! ^_^

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When one has dealings with scholars and artists it is easy to miscalculate in opposite directions: behind a remarkable artist one not infrequently finds a mediocre man, and behind a mediocre artist often a very remarkable man.