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Oni-Angel ([Sha] )
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Once Again, I am still alive
2003-03-25 12:52:45
ERGH! I've been MIA for awhile, haven't I? It's basically been hell here, there are people, projects, and other hellish chores pulling me apart. Ah well, I bring it upon myself. I shouldn't procrastinate. But there are certain things that I want to do and I don't want to do the other "less important" ones first. Like people. Always first.
{makes crazy scared face} argh...gotta go, once more being pulled into the insanity of life.
O_O
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It has begun.
2003-03-20 13:16:24
What, like you were surprised?
What? You thought it could be stopped?
But regardless
The tanks and guns of insecurity
Ravage with reckless abandon
Kill or be killed
Kill and be killed
It's all the same
When you play the game
The game of a new religion
Oh yes.
We believe in a false god
Democracy will protect us
No it won't
It's like asking the Tooth Fairy
For a winning Lotto ticket
It never happens.
We put faith in a political dream
That mutates into corruption
Yet we all smile with our novacaine grins
And we all walk
With our hollow feet
And we all think
With our brainwashed heads
That everything is all right
Sea of nodding faces
Like bobble headed dogs
Everything is dead
Only semblance of living
Putting faith in those
Who don't give a damn.
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This one's for Vash
2003-03-19 18:09:00
The rain is falling
Drops of water flying downward
But I walk between them, unseen
Undheard, so that they would be free
To hit the ground with slapping rhythm
Like 2 AM and donuts
The cold morning air
And your eyes lighting the sky
Greeting the clouds
And the morning
^^^
^_^.
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Losing Paula
2003-03-19 18:08:09
There was a death in the family
Something explained
By the cold, white, antiseptic walls
And the form, motionless, room sighing
With waves of sorrow
It seemed that day, the sun was blotted out
By dark crow wings
Their shrill, calling voices
Shattering the sky
In what questions our mortality
And what takes away what we love
We hate and long for Death
And the peace it offers
I cried on Death's shoulder
I let his robe be soaked with
Selfish tears
It was my birthday, goddammit,
And everyone grieves.
I see the leaves dying
The world is closing up
Like the fall of Persephone
And the rise of winter cold
I feel choked by the debris
As everything swells to a roar
I cannot deny the suffocation
It curls around me, faithfully masochistic.
But as I tighten my hold
On the past
It lets go of me
And I am left alone with Life
The white, as snow, clensing our lungs
As we breathed where one
Would never breathe again.
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An older poem.....
2003-03-19 18:06:36
Have you felt
This ache inside
Like your heart might explode
With sorrow and selfishness
You feel like just giving up
Jumping
Off
The
Skyscrapers
But no, stupid instinct kicks in
"you could kill yourself"
It scolds like a mother
And you balk and pale
Like chalk you run
Away from the edge
And towards the light
But they're really 'coptors
Trying to keep you
From messing up the sidewalk
Below.
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