IllusionaryA Poem by BeeAching like stars falling down on the concrete, as the ocean pulls me into a parallel universe, I am complete, pushed in the back of my seat, I am defeat, --I am delete. Your lips, they feed on me, eating bits of flesh, you told me my heart tastes the best, but we're all like the rest. Speeding cars, they run through me, legs spinning, torso's racing, eye's ask me lets hit second base. There's a track, time continues to sprint, tick tock, tick tock, taking you away, electric shock. I'm dancing on a frozen clock. The ice can't melt the bodies because they're born frozen, the walls are closing in. sips of reality, leaving © 2008 Bee |
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2 Reviews Added on November 23, 2008 Last Updated on November 24, 2008 AuthorBeeLos Angeles, CAAboutAs long as there's a pencil in my hand, a blank surface at my feet, a few lingering thoughts in my head, then I am forever complete. more..Writing
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