King Ra.
02-26-2013, 07:00 PM
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TOPIC: "A man begins cutting his wisdom teeth the first time he bites off more than he can chew."
Good luck to both participants. Defiant Split
Defiant
02-28-2013, 04:23 PM
most likely will need an ext
Split
02-28-2013, 07:13 PM
most likely will need an ext
Ok
Split
03-01-2013, 11:13 PM
Ok
Gonna either have to post late or take a no show
Split
03-02-2013, 07:16 AM
I think I met a girl with the most iridescent eyes,
In the setting sun, they only seemed to intensify,
She seemed beautiful but even then I knew,
It was true thst beauty will only grow old and die.
As if the world slept behind those streetlights that night,
We both climbed aboard the same train, same time.
in the way you'd remember in old age a pair of pretty eyes,
autumn's ides, and dead end intersections-
She walked down the tracks' curves,
riding parallel lines, turns without direction,
Sat next seat over, the stare of a scared girl,
And without a word drank the silent air of the world
It's the masterpieces never painted that hang heaviest,
Novels untyped, untitled, fighting out of every sentence
It was the clearest haze I ever fell through,
And I say that to tell you that it's the last one I ever want to see.
Knowing she could look over but never did,
I believe to this day I dreamt up those eyes as a kid,
Never believing I'd find them half-asleep and eclipsed
By the quietest journey I'd ever take.
But by the time i reached out to hang onto her hand
She had slipped into the deepest sleeping trance,
Into a quiet calm that'd never come back
Love or an angel, unearthly or faithful,
Ill never explain how that gaze became a sort of prayer
The blind lead the blind through a parted sea of destinations,
A line with many stops, and none to feel safe in,
And some have gotten used to looking past,
I've lost her glimpse, the purest truth in nothing,
And that's enough reason to never look back
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