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Zombee Oct 2014
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sometimes i wonder if i Learn anything -

sitting in the back of class with etchings n Sketchbooks,

looking through dimensions of a delicate World,

burning through the canvas with mechanical Pencils,,






.
sulking like the king of sullen
souls without a Queen..
..weening off the Pawns,,
"calling all my Bishops...

...this is the Night."
hiding in the Brooks.

- Bookworm




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Zombee Oct 2014
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beFore, i was Starving,
sorry that i hadn't Eaten...
...then i had an Apple
from the
Poetry in eden's Garden.


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ate it to the Core


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Zombee Oct 2014
...to
eliminate the World,

burn entire Villages -

till it all disintegrates.
Zombee Oct 2014
howd you get those Scars!!?

oh........wait..
..NOW i remember.
Zombee Oct 2014
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you and i would dance in Circles,

holding knives in One hand..

..lashing at eachothers Throat,
n
holding thee Other.




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funny how id pull you Up...

...just to keep on Stabbing.

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Zombee Oct 2014
REALLY?..
...silly girl.
Zombee Oct 2014
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i
hear you speak in foolish Pride - when
pried apart from all your Fears.  but
Here you wreak of putrid Lies  -  n
smile Scars of all your Tears.




i
hear you speak in foolish Pride - when
pried apart from all your Fears.


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searing Clutch -- disgusting Taste.
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