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| alastar (profile) wrote, on 2-16-2004 at 1:04am | |
| Music: Brand New - Soco Amaretto Lime Subject: A bunch of small poems. |
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| All Thy Fears Eyes lowered to a hollow stare Feet the only witness, scared Long watching heavy eyes Off with patterns still disguised Cloaked of long, long forgotten Still shining from the gleaning light Dancing through the curtained night Bowed down yet ever surprised Off with masks, yet not realized Stolen fate in the darkest eyes Watchers Faced toward the window sill Faces watching always, still Eyes dug deep into the skin Devoured voices caught within Light patterns treaded softly Heard with the keenest ears so lightly As not to wake the wanted one Though always is and always might be The only way out is gone Crawling Beneath the shade moving quickly Scampering away from death Coughing lightly, sight be sickly Above watched its one last breath Looks, watches, stares with gaze As fallen under tidal waves And caught by eyes awakened craze Breathless Controlled by fear Long but near he waits Under shade, listen, hear All is quiet, but not all is clear As the room tilts inside your mind Grasped children, shaking eyes Standing all in rhythm, timed Walk past as you hold them back Pulled along and underneath-- Waves of hate and still you breathe Anonymous Blinded yet staring back Holding handless meaning task Barren lands filled with fruit All alone within the group Soaked in water dry as sand Sun-filled sky, below dark land Your Room Black drapes match your carpet In the room where you go tonight Blood red sheets and black fur blankets Three black walls and the other white Surround the room where you go to die A golden rope hanging from the ceiling Dancing shadows on the wall Candles above a table with handcuffs beneath Which sent the air you breathe |
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burn667 | 02-26-04 9:28pm i like watchers |