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Green Walls

Sit up against that green wall        Watch that little black girl go by all dressed in white and that tall pale girl all dressed in black
Expensively ragged jazz cats bob their heads to the rhythm          As the flashes flash and the men call "This is the origional!! Best price! Starting price is one life!" And all those dressy hobos clamour for their chance at the prize
Sit up against that green wall            Where the saxophone used to play and that stout old lady sang the blues And we'll all sing along too
Across the room that tall pale girl sits

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SometimesSometimes When we’re standing on the beach                                            Alone. I wonder what might have
Sometimes When we’re screaming to the bright black sky At the stars that spell your name And I look around
And you’re gone
But it’s not as unfortunate as I might think              &n Sometimes
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The Girl and the disgustingThat god in the corner Shining white as pure Tip-toe on tattered blue pride Slowly Life is like a gasping gagging finger down your throat And essence of life splatters Like a gruesome sacrifice Arms cradling dead blonde hair Cheek on the gaping orifice Of the porcelain deity. The Girl and the disgusting
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12Conversation one sided And repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat Repeat Repeat
And
Stop.

Quietly uncertain but always sure That she doesn’t want change Heart kept in a locked box And he knows he has the key

Shaking at promise kept Tired of the ones she can’t Run away 12
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Sick Taste.Like that red heart lollypop   You chip at with white teeth             turned rotten black by the sickly sweetness
so slowly residing in your mouth.
Love is sugar            so sweet you eat it up    and grow pigishly fat
and we celebrate in sweat soaked reveling. Sick Taste.
by ~TatteredPaperDoll

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I wanna fly

Tue Oct 26, 2004, 8:28 PM

I dunno. I'm really sick of all the angsty poetry I see around here. Thats uber hypocritical coming from me, but hey, at least I know that I'm a hypocrite. Blood and Razors and Broken hearts Emo Emo Emo.

I'd like to think I'm above that and have found a higher art form, but I know I'm not cool like that.

So, if you're lucky, or unlucky, I might update, once I get the guts to write something. It hasn't been fun times lately.

--Camille

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Interests: Life
Favourite artist: Camille Claudel, Rodin, Alan Lee
Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, e. e. cummings, Langston Hughes
Shell of choice: the big ones that when you put them to your ear you can hear the ocean

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~Cruelty Jul 17, 2004, 11:11:52 PM

Grazie for the fav my darling...

~tap-ioca Jul 1, 2004, 12:04:29 PM

thank you

--
Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.

desensitized to everything
what became of subtlety?

How can this mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging till
I feel something.