Post by Alfred F. Jones on Jan 25, 2014 1:27:32 GMT
Jones, Alfred F.  NINETEEN MALE PANSEXUAL GROUP ALIGNMENT OCCUPATION IT BEGAN WITH A PEN IN MY HAND APPEARANCE HEIGHT WEIGHT SKIN TONE HAIR COLOR HAIR LENGTH EYE COLOR It began With a pen In my hand Stabbed In the center of chaos To write out the light That lives within me That sought to break The darkness Eating me alive... For hours I would sit Dreaming, drawing Writing, believing My arm in a sling One eye swollen shut...Whispering There would be a way out There must be A way out... Focused On the paper On the floor That held me Heavy as a stone In the corner Of that tiny room Floating on a river Of Imagination... Isolated On my knees Seeded in the soil With girls Younger than I Holding their backs Arching puffed bellies Stuffed full with their Infected children... Celestial incest...Terrestrial insects...We slept in boxes That doubled as coffins Because Some were smart enough To die...But not I Stubborn little cyclops...I Was destined To fight...... STABBED IN THE CENTER OF CHAOS PERSONALITY It began With a pen In my hand Stabbed In the center of chaos To write out the light That lives within me That sought to break The darkness Eating me alive... For hours I would sit Dreaming, drawing Writing, believing My arm in a sling One eye swollen shut...Whispering There would be a way out There must be A way out... Focused On the paper On the floor That held me Heavy as a stone In the corner Of that tiny room Floating on a river Of Imagination... Isolated On my knees Seeded in the soil With girls Younger than I Holding their backs Arching puffed bellies Stuffed full with their Infected children... Celestial incest...Terrestrial insects...We slept in boxes That doubled as coffins Because Some were smart enough To die...But not I Stubborn little cyclops...I Was destined To fight...... EXTRA |
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TO WRITE OUT THE LIGHT
HISTORY
It began With a pen In my hand Stabbed In the center of chaos To write out the light That lives within me That sought to break The darkness Eating me alive... For hours I would sit Dreaming, drawing Writing, believing My arm in a sling One eye swollen shut...Whispering There would be a way out There must be A way out...
Focused On the paper On the floor That held me Heavy as a stone In the corner Of that tiny room Floating on a river Of Imagination... Isolated On my knees Seeded in the soil With girls Younger than I Holding their backs Arching puffed bellies Stuffed full with their Infected children...
Celestial incest...Terrestrial insects...We slept in boxes That doubled as coffins Because Some were smart enough To die...But not I Stubborn little cyclops...I Was destined To fight......
THAT LIVES WITHIN ME
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