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chasing nite.mares
By denver nitze
caustic daydreams turn to stare
into me as a raven
picks the flesh from my bones
i'm floating drifting lifting
somber
chasing nite.mares
growing calmer
blood fell freely crimson pose
frantic fever dewdrops
my body grows cold
black.ness calls
while light devolves
its carrion seeping deep
falling in the cracks
of tomorrow and yesterday
...
past...present...nothing
...
used to mean
use to be
some.thing
.
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© 2008 denver nitze
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A former member wrote:
Like waking from a teenage spirit - to an adult and wondering what happened to all those days you had so many un-planned plans for, but realizing your no longer there...left dealing with the 'what next'
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On Friday, June 20, 2008, Alanarchy
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Feels like going numb. Very desperate and dark. This is one hell of a read. I love the word "Caustic" by the way. It doesn't come around much. Groovy stuff, darlin. Write the hell on.
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