marley-oneill-1 - Hello Poetry

What have I become- What am I becoming- The noise is simply more than I can bear... And I cannot give a reason for The changing of the season but The noise is simply more than I can bear.

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Aug 17, 2010

Aug 17, 2010 at 5:51 PM UTC

The Noise

What have I become- What am I becoming- The noise is simply more than I can bear... And I cannot give a reason for The changing of the season but The noise is simply more than I can bear.

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Being is futile, Can’t anyone see That all is lost? Lifeless and colorless, We are all bound To one inescapable fate. We are all confined To voracious obsessions, Compulsions, possessions, And the constant need To have more. This ignorance is shameful, There’s no getting out of this, The swimming of seas That pull you below and Drown you senseless; The grinding of chains And gears turn round and round Never slower, never faster. There’s no getting out of this, Lifeless and colorless, We are all bound To the grinding of chains And gears that go round.

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Aug 16, 2010

Aug 16, 2010 at 6:50 PM UTC

Sleep

Being is futile, Can’t anyone see That all is lost? Lifeless and colorless, We are all bound To one inescapable fate. We are all confined To voracious obsessions, Compulsions, possessions, And the constant need To have more. This ignorance is shameful, There’s no getting out of this, The swimming of seas That pull you below and Drown you senseless; The grinding of chains And gears turn round and round Never slower, never faster. There’s no getting out of this, Lifeless and colorless, We are all bound To the grinding of chains And gears that go round.

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Love it lacks sedated need Breeding faith in sick distrust Empty time that does not heed But feeds the longing for disgust

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Aug 10, 2010

Aug 10, 2010 at 8:49 PM UTC

Never

Love it lacks sedated need Breeding faith in sick distrust Empty time that does not heed But feeds the longing for disgust

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I did this to myself-- A sort of memory infection that can't die, But when I blink my tired eyes I swallow it back down again. I know that someday the ice will melt.

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Aug 8, 2010

Aug 8, 2010 at 9:43 PM UTC

Never Quite As It Seems

I did this to myself-- A sort of memory infection that can't die, But when I blink my tired eyes I swallow it back down again. I know that someday the ice will melt.

5

You're walking down the boulevard Hands in your pocket, head down toward the sidewalk Wet and shiny with summer rain It's not quite forgotten, or figured out Certainly not forgiven, so you freeze a moment You feel the brick in your gut all over again And keep walking as you try to think of something else But it is not as easy to try to escape The songs, the rhymes, the smells, the mirage Wonder why you wasted your time You're walking down the boulevard Hands in your pocket, head down toward the sidewalk Wet and shiny with summer rain It's not quite sound, not quite relieved Certainly not a distant memory You feel it's just like yesterday And keep walking as you try to think of something else But it's easier said than done The red, biting, foolish, falling in love.

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Jul 5, 2010

Jul 5, 2010 at 6:31 PM UTC

My Acoustic Guitar

You're walking down the boulevard Hands in your pocket, head down toward the sidewalk Wet and shiny with summer rain It's not quite forgotten, or figured out Certainly not forgiven, so you freeze a moment You feel the brick in your gut all over again And keep walking as you try to think of something else But it is not as easy to try to escape The songs, the rhymes, the smells, the mirage Wonder why you wasted your time You're walking down the boulevard Hands in your pocket, head down toward the sidewalk Wet and shiny with summer rain It's not quite sound, not quite relieved Certainly not a distant memory You feel it's just like yesterday And keep walking as you try to think of something else But it's easier said than done The red, biting, foolish, falling in love.

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I want you To be my solution You don't have a face but You've got my resolution And that's to take me home to Take me any place to really Anywhere at all and Wrap my wounds in lace just Take me home.

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Jul 3, 2010

Jul 3, 2010 at 7:21 PM UTC

Take Me Home

I want you To be my solution You don't have a face but You've got my resolution And that's to take me home to Take me any place to really Anywhere at all and Wrap my wounds in lace just Take me home.

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Looking at the noise but I am thinking of her Once again the girl she Had blonde hair and her Fingers intertwined with Mine but she was gone The crowd declined I Drank too much was Feeling fine her body of Divine design her hands They slipped so swift from mine Another night, another time and Place that I can't quite define So I try to let her slip my mind.

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Jul 2, 2010

Jul 2, 2010 at 9:02 PM UTC

Blossom

Looking at the noise but I am thinking of her Once again the girl she Had blonde hair and her Fingers intertwined with Mine but she was gone The crowd declined I Drank too much was Feeling fine her body of Divine design her hands They slipped so swift from mine Another night, another time and Place that I can't quite define So I try to let her slip my mind.

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You son of a ***** You love me like You're trapped you can't get out and tell me one more time It won't make a difference Biding time for nothing now You'll never find your place Wishing you could have my hand Needs replaced, a chased embrace

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Jun 10, 2010

Jun 10, 2010 at 5:45 PM UTC

Your Brother

You son of a ***** You love me like You're trapped you can't get out and tell me one more time It won't make a difference Biding time for nothing now You'll never find your place Wishing you could have my hand Needs replaced, a chased embrace

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Brightest blue I would ever see My being would not find its place I believe in it to some degree Perfect body blurry face

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Jun 10, 2010

Jun 10, 2010 at 5:41 PM UTC

Someday