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Gods Resonance

There's A Fine Line Which Can Be Traced
Between love and Insanity.

                             - The Division of Gods -

It Spreads itself Through The Air
Like a Cancer To The Flesh.

                              - The Division of Cells -

He's Taken Shelter From The World,
Right at the Back of His Mind.

                               - The Division of Thought -

All This Worlds a Playground, And All
The Children Have Grazed Knees.

                                - The Similarity of the Human -

The Ethereal Bark Stains, Punched The
Time Card in His Memories.
 
                                - The Manipulation of Nostalgia -

He'll Stand in The Middle of the Swing Set
At 1am, With an Imaginary Sun on his Back.

                                - The Degradation of Purpose -

He Ponders To Himself That Loneliness Has No Alternative.
As He'll Never Share His Mind With Anybody Else. 

                                - The Destruction of Ignorance -

                                    - The Unachievable Bliss -

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  1. Date: 6/3/2010 1:29:00 PM

    Howdy Connor: WOW...quite a powerful piece of poetic writing. Have a great day. Peace: Sheol (Note: I really like the lines "the destruction of ignorance" and "the unachievable bliss"..how true.)

  1. Date: 3/9/2010 2:04:00 PM

    Deep thoughts that you have presented here.Definition of insanity..when a person keeps doing the same thing over and over the same way and getting the same results and never tries anything different..Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

  1. Date: 3/4/2010 6:39:00 PM

    ... that means I loved it, btw. Ish beautiful. I need your face.

  1. Date: 3/4/2010 6:37:00 PM

    I was hungee for some Conor... and he wasn't on facebook and the internet was too slow to install skype and he hadn't written a new poem, but I hadn't commented on this one so I thought I would and I was going to say something cute but really I just miss you an incredible amount and I love love love love you and I can't wait to get home tomorrow and talk to you. And I know I didn't talk about the poem but I ran out of characters while I was violently humping the comment box with my words.