Grand Competition-Round 1D


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Something_Vague
08-05-2006, 10:39 AM
Poll ends on Tuesday, August 8. Please vote.


My White Sound

?Yeah I?ve got this in the bag?
That?s the last thing that you said
Too bad for you that we missed the bus
And all we got was dead
With my slit fingers
There?s nothing I can feel now
I?ll blow you across the galaxy
With my white sound

Where are you now?
In a million little pieces
Brains mixed in with all your faeces
And I?m lying out
The damage you have done
Where are you now?
(Where are you now?)

These letters here from memories
I?m throwing out the old ones
At least I?m finding new stuff out again
(Where are you now?)
I?ve shredded all my feelings
On the guitar strings I could find
It?s just a pleasing way to pass the time

Where are you now?
In a million little pieces
Brains mixed in with all your faeces
And I?m lying out
The damage you have done
Where are you now?
(Where are you now?)

VS.

On Love And Life And Which To Reside.

When the hands of time have elipsed and revolutionized,
and the rich have realized and reached a surmountable epiphany,
towers topple and fall and leave awe in the eyes of many.

When the planets allineate and circle and astound,
the poor dwell in de-meaning hearts and hoped-for lives,
while the world moves and changes to the sound of a rich tune.

When ravaged waters pound and pulsate scattered shorelines,
winding and curving and finding their way between grains,
etches of time are revealed in the esoteric epitaph below.

And with such a transposition of love and life,
we find the etches of time have begun to decay.
And i begin to notice that time has finally taken my love away.
And as my oblivion approaches it can not decide
between love and life,and in which to reside.

VS.

Untitled

A ceramic entity,
Passive and placid
Restrained by a cord,
An umbilical seperation
I've been waiting so long,
For a bond, a brother to love

Judas kissed your neck,
And told you not to fret

Another cracked halo,
Splitting at the seams
One last resonant tear,
Tranquility ensues

Your life, your noose, your umbra

Emitting unfathomable words
Assuring me of your cascade
I wish I could have met you,
In the flesh
A faded heir,
Leon now,
Lies still

pwrchrdprincess
08-05-2006, 12:24 PM
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Dæmönika
08-05-2006, 03:45 PM
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