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to nowhere around
By chrome arctic
The movement I’ve heard around me
I’ve begun to feel
I’m bleeding and tired
I’m praying and cold
Time may not be of consequence anymore
Is this oxygen or opinion?
A winter’s bloom
Leaves streaks of crimson across the snow
Mercy cancelled eyes are indistinct
From ones like yours
Trees begin to outnumber buildings
As we drive to nowhere
Around the sleeping masses
I can’t sense parts of my body
Hands like two stones
They’re turning up voices
while turning on lights
I’m not sure if I‘m concerned now
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© 2007 chrome arctic
Published on Tuesday, December 25, 2007.
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A former member wrote:
Beautifully written
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A former member wrote:
Well scripted. That was awesome.
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On Saturday, February 16, 2008, urbanhumility
(1175)
wrote:
brilliant
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On Wednesday, December 26, 2007, chrome arctic
(11) wrote:
Thanks, I try to keep things mildly vague. the strung together eloquence of words is nowhere where i can be individual, leaving me to bolted together metaphors *s*
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A former member wrote:
I have no clue what this is about but I like how you put it.
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