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It's No Addiction
(Poesía)
29-04-2004
by Shawn Stoddard
I see your orange eyes,
Scream like the midnight skies.
The clock is ticking
& somebody needs to fall into my
Sights and the scapegoat plan,
Strategies marked in the sand.
They want the credit
But it was me,
No one else just me....
Room 101
(Poesía)
29-04-2004
by Shawn Stoddard
As if to drink a holy wine
And let it trickle down my face
Only to hope your incarnation will appear
And conquer fear.
My thirst of bodily fluids & fornications,
Misty twilight engulfs
The spirit of religious origin.
I have corrupted...
Symptom 6
(Poesía)
29-04-2004
by Shawn Stoddard
A final message:
We reinvent the words.
Why won't they change their minds?
Their satellites came crashing to the sea.
The dolls lost their dresses and
We reinvented the world.
But with the hull collapse,
I feel the rushing water...
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