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Introductions -Part 2-

No one is watching on but you, Arrested in the familiar and unfamiliar images, Getting to know the stranger you have been avoiding… The one that no one understands but yourself… Who knows how they appear to you? But they do, And your heart COLLIDES with several emotions, Brewing in the soup of your every being, Listening…tasting…smelling…feeling…seeing, Crippled and yet whole with the picture before you… You are seeing your favorite people and your enemies, The LIES you have told…the ANGER you had with them… The desire SPUES outwards… You are now asphyxiated with happiness… Your favorites are leading you on towards a beautiful, visual memory! It is so simple, And yet it is captured in complex detail on this projection in the sky… SEE ME—cries your heart…shivering…SEE. ME. The spine tingles to the haunting melody that the dialogue provides… Your defenses are so low now that you are completely exposed to every memory you have locked up or sold… They are coming back vividly—in silver and GOLD! And the blasting fires of coldness can NEVER melt them down! Softly, You nod as the projection flickers, As your all-too-familiars, Your hobbies…favorite foods, people—falling down the skies like raindrops, Flow straight into your cold exposure, WARMING you—it feels so good… You feel RIGHT…because you are… Conclusions are merely introductions, So put on the guts, the blood, the skin… Underneath it all you are pure beauty within, Designed to fulfill something greater than you can ever imagine, Designed to master, though inclined to KILL… Your purpose is never clearer, When at the end of the movie—a revelation is forming…FORMING! Your skull closes like two iron doors, Closing in all of the closures…all of the unrevealed… And looking forward—through emotions evermore, ALWAYS looking forward, And reflecting upon your new… FRIEND.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/2/2012 4:36:00 AM
Quite an exhilarating experience getting through bth of these poems Laura; it has a hypnosis that kind of drains you with all the emotion. Wow!
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Date: 5/13/2012 3:01:00 PM
the anatomy of a good poem this is. wonderful. Laura. harry
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Date: 5/13/2012 7:28:00 AM
clever write indeed, my friend
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Date: 5/12/2012 7:24:00 AM
Love your style of writing! Cindy Lu
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Date: 5/10/2012 1:45:00 PM
:) Memories of this poem avalanches in my mind! Dumbledore: Teh hale? Why you acting poetic? Hale? Ron: I wouldn't say that if I were you, Headmaster. Dumbledore: You should shut yo pothole.. Ron: whatever...Laura!!!!! Dumbledore: Hale naw. Oh hale naw. *sigh* Avada Kadavra him! -DWB
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Date: 5/9/2012 7:09:00 PM
Smile ˜ Gory But I Liked The Conclusion Unto This Intense Moment In Poetics Creation, My Dear Sweeet Beautiful Laura * Kind Of Like The Amusing Movie Called 'Hellraiser' ˜ Yet For Some Reason As My Thoughts Turned Inward Towards Myself, I Envisioned Mr. Hide Staring At Me With His Big Bug Eyes As I Reassured His Precious Heart, Tis Going Be Ok Now, Be Still *.* My Love to You, Forever; John!:) ˜
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Date: 5/9/2012 7:16:00 PM
....Smile ˜ "Or Perhaps It Was A Daemon Whom. Thought They Were Coming In For A Slam Dunks Possession? Smile, 'Be Still.'" *

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