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Title: Season's End Post by Jeepgun on Aug 4th, 2004, 11:41am Season's End Meeting here in this place On a night like tonight beside The raging sea Highway shouting down from Above like a roaring, idiot god... Your face illuminated By dumb headlights, Pale and ugly With sorrow-smeared make-up No words left for us, my Love, Not one... Wind tearing your hair Ripping the saw-grass beneath our feet, Hurling trash left by tourists long gone Meeting here in this place Tonight, the last night, Weary, crushed, and bleak, In the rags of faith No words left for us, my Love, Not one... In the end, we stumble home through A cold world, numb with pain, broken like Dolls, to lie on a hard bed Gazing silently, desperately at the ceiling, Waiting all night for something to happen, While blaring bullhorns broadcast the End of the world through empty streets No words left for us, my Love, No words at all... F.H. Weeden |
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Title: Re: Season's End Post by Carl_D on Aug 4th, 2004, 11:46am Morbid!!! I LOVE IT!!!! Keep 'em coming dude, CD |
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Title: Re: Season's End Post by Becky on Aug 4th, 2004, 2:59pm ((( Frank ))) As always, I loved it :-* :-* :-* Bec |
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Title: Re: Season's End Post by thomas on Aug 4th, 2004, 3:10pm Awesome, man. |
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Title: Re: Season's End Post by Jeepgun on Aug 4th, 2004, 4:27pm Thanks! It was written towards the end of a mutually destructive relationship. Head says, "Get the fuck outta' here!" and heart says, "But I love her!!" Given the choice betweeen doing that again or shoving my arm in a garbage disposal, I'd take the second option. :'( |
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Title: Re: Season's End Post by Luke63 on Aug 4th, 2004, 4:30pm on 08/04/04 at 16:27:47, Jeepgun wrote:
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Title: Re: Season's End Post by Carl_D on Aug 4th, 2004, 4:37pm on 08/04/04 at 16:27:47, Jeepgun wrote:
Similiar circumstances inspired me to write this poem. Undying Love. And she asked, "Would you die for me?" "My love" I replied "I would climb the tallest mountain and swim the deepest sea; And as day givest to night, so shall I my life for thee." "Good." She said. As she pulled... ...the stained dagger... ...from my heart! Written 1995 |
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Title: Re: Season's End Post by Jeepgun on Aug 4th, 2004, 5:15pm Yeah, Luke; Deep pain... Getting out of it was something akin to tearing out my heart and feeding it to a pack of hyenas. Visceral piece, Carl. Good job. |
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