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Old 23rd September 2002, 05:59   #565
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Just had an interesting exchange of words with someone... had to get it off my chest. Poetry is the key.

and the pinch of lungs
cramps and burns

you slice me through the back,
through the front,
through my eyes and through my heart.

the words trickle across the screen
into some ignorant banter
that invades my brain

my philosophies-
damn philosophies.
thoughts are useless
nothing matters...
"in the end everything matters."
then why don't my thoughts matter?
slice again.

your words slice again.

and the salt escapes my eyes.

as the rain stops,
the storm begins within.
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