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FlunkyKatt — Frigid
Published: 2009-09-11 08:48:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 146; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 4
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It stops it's noise,The positive longings. stop.
The kitchen is now silent....
Thoughts run through an unhappy void
of ventelaed space, cold and
brutal realisations of cycles of life.
Gladwrap, tinfoil, plastic and "colours"
all look at me in disgust and
my mind turns.... TURNS...
Like the air inside the freaky
white holder of life, there are multiple
white holders.
Seconds later the fridge jolts
and wakes the thoughts that were..
and
I
step
away from what I thought was
life and I laugh....
Opening a book that holds all truths
about the life that I aspire to.
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Comments: 4
Bloody hell, that's quite a mind you have there
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LOL it was a while back when things weren't awesome.. life.. thoughts can get dangerous together.
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Yep, I'm familiar.
Werid that, the worst times make the best poetry.
I hope things are better though nontheless.
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After these years yes i know what you mean and that the lowest emotion creates the best writing. I am good thanks things got a lot better, I must jsut post up my sorta new writing, giving it a chance maybe
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