Cliffside

dead man · 12-08-2013, 03:59 AM

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pretty sure that i love you. but i know that it hurts
rose out of concrete, rougher than diamonds, gold in the dirt
over subway grates, windswept, the flow of your skirt
had me rotary, circular, stuck. rolling inert
nobody's first. i guess nobody wins, nobody's wrong
you'll never even know that i wrote you a song
fuck. i've written you dozens
notepad of assonances filled with assumptions
over analytic discussion, droning, like an idiot. substance
dependent, sinister soul. shadow puppeteering cryptic baroque
paper pioneering the boat. Aaliyah kissing me slow
mellow synthesis, prose is prozac. but my symptoms are few
are far between like full eclipses at noon
scented perfume. it all seems so egocentric, it's true
but i promise, evermore, raven, this is for you.
give me youth. it's the finer things i'm saving to buy
that have me feeling paranoid & hateful inside
be that close to the ledge. let your sentiments fly
cliffside is where your earnest femininity shines
all wax poetic aside. take that step. leftist or right
winged warrior, airborne like breathable lies
goretex and maker's mark. the seasonal grind
the TV says it's freezing. let the people decide
balancing romantic with a need to survive
thought you wanted a bond. you had a needle in mind
puzzled like broken china, force the pieces to fit
bat an eyelash and i'll lease you a whip.
jesus, it's sick
adulthood's a trip. i remember being seven and six
envisioning shit, suicide before i'd ever been kissed
reoccurrence persisted. viva la venereal cysts
your lips burn like kerosene, we melt. candlesticks
in the fireplace, ashes, bloody ashes we fade
another Encyclopedia Dramatica page
jottings cinquains on parchment and graves, walking away
long past my parliament phase. black tar coughing decay
i wanted to stay. truly, i did. i wasn't confused
just afraid to take a leap. i couldn't stomach the view
i love you more than life. that was always the truth
but it was either live in solitude, or suffer with you..

i'd rather burn than choke.

DEADMAN

12-08-2013, 03:59 AM	#1
dead man living Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 3,485 Battle Record: 33-18 Accomplishments - Hall of Fame Champed - AOWL Season 1 - Art of Writing League - AOWL Season 4 - Write Week V - GWL Season 1 Rep Power: 77606679	Cliffside / pretty sure that i love you. but i know that it hurts rose out of concrete, rougher than diamonds, gold in the dirt over subway grates, windswept, the flow of your skirt had me rotary, circular, stuck. rolling inert nobody's first. i guess nobody wins, nobody's wrong you'll never even know that i wrote you a song fuck. i've written you dozens notepad of assonances filled with assumptions over analytic discussion, droning, like an idiot. substance dependent, sinister soul. shadow puppeteering cryptic baroque paper pioneering the boat. Aaliyah kissing me slow mellow synthesis, prose is prozac. but my symptoms are few are far between like full eclipses at noon scented perfume. it all seems so egocentric, it's true but i promise, evermore, raven, this is for you. give me youth. it's the finer things i'm saving to buy that have me feeling paranoid & hateful inside be that close to the ledge. let your sentiments fly cliffside is where your earnest femininity shines all wax poetic aside. take that step. leftist or right winged warrior, airborne like breathable lies goretex and maker's mark. the seasonal grind the TV says it's freezing. let the people decide balancing romantic with a need to survive thought you wanted a bond. you had a needle in mind puzzled like broken china, force the pieces to fit bat an eyelash and i'll lease you a whip. jesus, it's sick adulthood's a trip. i remember being seven and six envisioning shit, suicide before i'd ever been kissed reoccurrence persisted. viva la venereal cysts your lips burn like kerosene, we melt. candlesticks in the fireplace, ashes, bloody ashes we fade another Encyclopedia Dramatica page jottings cinquains on parchment and graves, walking away long past my parliament phase. black tar coughing decay i wanted to stay. truly, i did. i wasn't confused just afraid to take a leap. i couldn't stomach the view i love you more than life. that was always the truth but it was either live in solitude, or suffer with you.. i'd rather burn than choke. DEADMAN __________________ Zack Wicks for president