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Post by laughter on Apr 23, 2016 5:31:48 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 10:42:30 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on Apr 24, 2016 8:48:20 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on Apr 27, 2016 7:18:31 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on Apr 28, 2016 11:02:09 GMT -5
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Post by someNOTHING! on Apr 28, 2016 18:23:46 GMT -5
I know exactly where i was when i first
saw the way i see you now, through
these eyes waiting to retry, those
pristine days, i recall so fondly
so few are trials when a life isnt
lonely. And now if only. I'd never
felt it, i'd never heard. I told you
i loved you. Did i even deserve it when
you returned it. There's no suspicion
no hesitation believing through the
eyes of sore adoration
witness and know
fracture and hurt
eyes in the fire blink unrehearsed
shield like a house closing it's
doors, curved in the dark
rinses of yours
ashtray is crowded, bottle is empty
no music plays and nothing moves with-
out drifting into a memory. Busy
apartment, no room for grieving
sink full of dishes and no trouble
believing that you are leaving
mid-sentence tremors. Mind at its
weakest. One way of shaking off
the thoughts that it sleeps with
in walks the darkness i pitch
without you. Asks me do i realize what
i'd done and who i'd done to. Indeed
i do know. It never leaves me, just
visits less often. It isn't gone and
i won't feel its grip soften without
a coffin. Breathing beside me, feel-
ing its warmness, phantom affect-
ion gives a human performance
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Post by laughter on Apr 29, 2016 9:26:46 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on Apr 30, 2016 15:45:53 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on May 1, 2016 21:42:29 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on May 2, 2016 19:09:34 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on May 3, 2016 13:20:15 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2016 16:27:31 GMT -5
I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly,
Just in time, at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest
Because it's you
that sets the test
So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The Thinker sits alone growing older
And so bitter
"I gave Them life
I gave Them all
They drained my very soul
...dry
I crushed my heart
to ease Their pains
No thought for me remains there
Nothing can They spare
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts
to be free?
Words of strength and care
and sympathy
I opened doors
that would have blocked Their way
I braved Their cause to guide,
for little pay
I ravaged at my finance just for Those
Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility
Those who said a new world, new ways ever free
Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me"
I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly, just in time,
at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest, oh yes
Because it's you
that sets the test
So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and God is just a word
"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had
Not of the best of men, but Ours
We used him
We let him use his powers
We let him fill Our needs
Now We are strong
And the road is coming to its end
Now the darned have no time to make amends
No purse of token fortune stands in Our way
The silent guns of love
will blast the sky
We broke the ruptured structure built of age
Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage
Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers
Sons of dirt
Infiltrated business cesspools
Hating through Our sleeves
Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor
on slogans such as
'Wish You Could Hear'
'Love Is All We Need'
'Kick Out The Jams'
'Kick Out Your Mother'
'Cut Up Your Friend'
'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End'
And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above
And We Can Force You to Be Free
And We Can Force You to Believe"
And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain
For I once read a book in which the lovers were slain
For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain
It said:
"I believe in the Power of Good
I Believe in the State of Love
I Will Fight For the Right to be Right
I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right"
And I open my eyes to look around
And I see a child laid slain
on the ground
As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows
Ploughing down man, woman, listening to its command
But not hearing anymore
Not hearing anymore
Just the shrieks from the old rich
And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now'
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow
And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
Live
Live
Live
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Post by laughter on May 4, 2016 22:47:20 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on May 5, 2016 16:21:20 GMT -5
.. from the name scene as "Neutral Milk Hotel" ...
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Post by laughter on May 6, 2016 14:21:17 GMT -5
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