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Sinuous, I wound my way
through the darkness where the forget-me-nots grow.
Enthralled, I watched the drowning wolf dance,
lost within the river’s icy flow.
Sleepless, I leapt
between the storm’s soothing fangs
that fell as the morning star, violent and slow.
Blind, I slew my saviour thrice-born
stained by yearning’s ichor, the horrendous crow.
Buried, I burnt in the liquid sky
laughing silence, smothered by fresh fallen snow.
Waking, I heard the mute howl deafening,
mourning the comrade consigned to the abyss below.
Halting, I found my place
amid that flowered plain, and found peace
akin to that the dead do know.who would win in a fight between a peguin and an ocelot?
oh and the dichotomy of good and evil and if there really is a god
…but mostly the first one
elucidate
any of these replies being sensible is something I find hard to swallow
me, use a site? Never! :-
a tornado?
I am that which is hunted, and this panes me. Do you dig, Stone?
What am I?you’re all loons this entire thread seems to be a complete wild goose chase if you ask me
Home truths and heresy
Life…
the constant sensation of falling
when you’re standing completly still
never knowing,
never growing
stillborn we leave and enter.
Life just makes me ill
(so appalling)Love…
not knowing up from down
not realising until it all goes to 5hit
always yearning,
never learning
deluded we wander blind.
Love just makes me sick
(answers for question that can’t be found)Belonging…
the cruelest of mortal lie
alone we are born and alone we shall die
never truly loving,
never truly living
estrangement from yourself and others.
Belonging just makes me cry
(why bother with hello when there’s only goodbye)
