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Post by behindTHEmask on Nov 8, 2005 12:52:44 GMT -8
Vaccination: Death.
Ties break barriers between emotions. Love was never created just for oneself. Self-loathing isn’t some deified masterpiece splashed on a canvas because someone thought they felt something. Emotions are disease. Vaccination: death.
Shadows separate themselves from these illnesses of love, hate, sadness, glee. Unbalance of enzymes and blood - Thickness leads to suffocation, to live in nothing to be anything but something. Maybe that’s really life.
Swallow oneself in oblivion and bow down. Suicide is God. The disease is the devil and each suffer, just suffer. And one will walk backwards out of spite, Live upside down and pray for sin, beg for something irrational – unconventional something beyond the walls of religion, beyond love never being the same beyond life, death, and burying oneself over this disease.
Vaccines are free to everyone. Ties will be ripped – severed is too much bliss. Forgotten, mislead. Love was never created for oneself. Abundance destroys glorious originality. Self-loathing isn’t some deified masterpiece. Ocean blue eyes drown beauty in pity. Emotions are disease, and the cure is inevitable – vaccination: death.
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Post by sweetiegail on Nov 8, 2005 13:02:32 GMT -8
Honestly? It's not my cup of tea since it's quite morbid but I must say the different phrases (ex. "Ties will be ripped – severed is too much bliss") make this an extremely powerful poem.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Nov 8, 2005 15:15:11 GMT -8
Thank you.
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Post by ScarletMornings on Nov 8, 2005 19:01:54 GMT -8
i am constantly fascinated by your diction, your imagery, and your whole ideas. i really like this. in fact, i love it. fantastic concept.
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Post by ScarletMornings on Nov 8, 2005 19:02:45 GMT -8
and i really like the use of colors on certain words. it adds great emphasis in my opinion.
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Post by behindTHEmask on Nov 8, 2005 19:04:37 GMT -8
We're doing archetypal heroes in Language and we've been talking about the representation of archetypal color. Like green meaning life and red meaning passion of sorts, and it's stuck with me. I try and picture what I think of when I think of the word.
Thanks for the comments. I'm glad you enjoyed this piece.
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Post by vampiressknight on Nov 10, 2005 15:44:51 GMT -8
I love the line, 'Love was never created for oneself,'
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Post by ScarletMornings on Nov 10, 2005 18:58:30 GMT -8
me 2.
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