Post by Caerai on Jan 7, 2006 3:09:51 GMT -5
Well, I needed a venting space so I wrote....hope you enjoy...just a few tidbits, ----- will seperate the pieces
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All wishful thinking.
All dreams with no substance.
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Part of me longs for life, another longs for death. How much longer of this cursed existance, how many precious minutes left.
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I am infected, as they say, part of the cancer that banes this planet, a hybrid of multidimensional cravings feelings and hate. The very object of malice and spite curved into a bag of flesh. I am infected, with something so powerful your ability to comprehend it would fall short by a thousand eons. Earth stigmata, treated like we're no better than common animals, but no more. Don't you see the day is rising where the bitter shores of blood and dreams wipe clean the window of solace, where earth releases it's wounds and flows freely, letting it's stigmata run clear. And yet you walk by in your artifical world, drasping your fears upon candid outfits, worrying about the fashon and current events, oblivious to the very nature of the world and energies below you. So she won an award did she, you must forgive me, i'm not feeling well...yousee my body is degenerating as the planet attempts to wipe out it's futile piece of cancer, to stop the bleeding of the stigmatism...to heal itself of this disease which you have created. To heal itself of the generation that you foresook by your lack of foresight and knowledge don't you see my parents, my grandparents, the poison you have unleashed upon us all and you still dare to come and visit me on my pavement tomb, the very world which you made me live in, the very world which you destroyed. How dare you come and see me, how dare you even look at me. Don't look upon this blackness and decay, don't look upon these twisted remains. For I am dead to you, and I always will be. Nothing but a lifeless animated corspes speaking in unintelligable riddles. I am the stigmata of the planet, and I am infected.
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Comments suggestions ect....keep in mind all work is copywrited by the orginal author (me), for this year and any years following, reproduction of this work in any way without express written from the orginal author will end in a nasty lawsuit, and bad karma. ;p
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All wishful thinking.
All dreams with no substance.
-----
Part of me longs for life, another longs for death. How much longer of this cursed existance, how many precious minutes left.
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I am infected, as they say, part of the cancer that banes this planet, a hybrid of multidimensional cravings feelings and hate. The very object of malice and spite curved into a bag of flesh. I am infected, with something so powerful your ability to comprehend it would fall short by a thousand eons. Earth stigmata, treated like we're no better than common animals, but no more. Don't you see the day is rising where the bitter shores of blood and dreams wipe clean the window of solace, where earth releases it's wounds and flows freely, letting it's stigmata run clear. And yet you walk by in your artifical world, drasping your fears upon candid outfits, worrying about the fashon and current events, oblivious to the very nature of the world and energies below you. So she won an award did she, you must forgive me, i'm not feeling well...yousee my body is degenerating as the planet attempts to wipe out it's futile piece of cancer, to stop the bleeding of the stigmatism...to heal itself of this disease which you have created. To heal itself of the generation that you foresook by your lack of foresight and knowledge don't you see my parents, my grandparents, the poison you have unleashed upon us all and you still dare to come and visit me on my pavement tomb, the very world which you made me live in, the very world which you destroyed. How dare you come and see me, how dare you even look at me. Don't look upon this blackness and decay, don't look upon these twisted remains. For I am dead to you, and I always will be. Nothing but a lifeless animated corspes speaking in unintelligable riddles. I am the stigmata of the planet, and I am infected.
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Comments suggestions ect....keep in mind all work is copywrited by the orginal author (me), for this year and any years following, reproduction of this work in any way without express written from the orginal author will end in a nasty lawsuit, and bad karma. ;p