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New Life by MorallyWrong69, literature

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New Life

New Life Industrial love in a world Of synthetic emotions Blackened lungs Scorched veins Tarnished by the viscous Flood of new life Rapidly descending This roller coaster asylum For former people and pets Faces carved into the Same emotionless expression Never to give anything away Always to be impenetrable masks The faces of the new The hands of the young Attached to the minds Of the old Frailty is a thing of the past Never to be repeated in this age Every disease beaten Once a ‘worker’ is no longer useful They are recycled back into the world As ‘New Labour Nothing ever dies anymore It gets re-used an

Jury by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Jury

Jury I feel the ice hot burn of hollow emptiness The sting of something that did not happen But it did. Silently I scream into the wind and fog How did I not see that which I had seen? Two years prior. There before me in black and white Laid out like dead leaves in autumn The confession. I am a victim of my own trust Murdered by my own emotions But I already knew. When you put something on a pedestal It becomes impossible to see its flaws But they are there “Its just a mirage” you say aloud to yourself “There could be no blemish on one so perfect” But there are The truth whispers into the worms of your m

Separation by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Separation

Hit 22 The small print in the disclaimer could be coming into play here The final countdown to the seventh coming when we rearrange things The smoke is rising, takes an age to hit the moon Felt the warmth inside but could be out of here soon We’ve been treading eggshells for five weeks or more now Communicating in some kind of code Looking out at separate horizons, Walking on two different roads Eat food, look out the window Thought waves are black type on the font page If this is the end then I’m glad it began ‘Cause I was no one until there was you Fifty reasons why we cant happen An imbalance of lifestyles, de

Asphyxiation by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Asphyxiation

Asphyxiation I twist my hands tighter and watch The screams explode silently from your eyes. Your white skin tarnishes with the pressure of my loving fingers. Caught in this moment of ecstasy for eternity. Slowly I watch the veins in your skin Translucent and pulsing Slowing your life flow, Love more powerful. Vibrant the garnets explode behind your pupils. Atrophied the air in your lungs sticks. Fighting against it, but begging to give in, Will it cease at the right time? Forcing you into forgiveness, Tears well in my eyes, My only way to show my love for you, Slowly killing each cell of your being. Needles fire in my arms,

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Smile by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Smile

Smile You smile. Warm light cascades across your lips, And dances across forbidden diamonds. Beauty. You Laugh. Arc of pure white skin in my peripheral vision, Like a field of new fallen unblemished snow. Innocence. You Speak. A million emotions descend on my mind as I hear, Thoughts of unique perspective and understanding. Intelligence. I listen. Slowly traversing the dimensions of your knowledge, Walking the depths of our beings, my hand in yours. Understanding. You sleep. I feel the tick of your life against the tock of mine, It takes me to a serene place I was never allowed till now. Peace

Peace by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Peace

Peace The chore of writing about something Of which I have no knowledge. Impossible? Or just out of reach, If I stretch far enough, can it be achieved? I got you, and take a step towards Sanity If I stand on the path and see where I have been Is the future in front of me Or behind? To write of something as surreal As cotton candy and paper cuts Could be easy to some But me? Bent into position Harlot of pen and white Slender I bend to the whim Of verse and prose And the cloud descends, Like a fog in the dead of night Inescapable Writers block Can’t think of any ……..

The FeTiSh by MorallyWrong69, literature

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The FeTiSh

The Fetish As the clear amber liquid Glints in my glass And slides down from where I have consumed my imagination I recollect on my life’s experiences Latex and rubber Leather and skin These are the things Which inspire the senses Insipid images of silk and lace Draped across stick figures Alluring to the superficial Repulsive to the real Clothed in shimmer Curves sliding on Lubricated materials Insemination for the brain This lazy dream we exist in Winding its way toward oblivion Never ceasing to rest, irrepressible Traversing the stars on a bubble of fertility The dream of so many Not the children But the prac

The GOlden Opportunity by MorallyWrong69, literature

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The GOlden Opportunity

The Golden Opportunity Your eyes reflect answers to the questions I dare not ask, Revealing the hidden side of my imagination I did not realise. Revelling in the sights you present before me, glass, lace and leather, The golden liquid glints in my cup from the drink you offer me. Feeling trapped every time I leave, and free every time I return Knowing it will not be long till I can feast on the sight of you Superior in the knowledge that I hold your world in the balance, Terrified you hold mine in your hands, not wanting it to drop. The torment of a joke shared, not realising the truths I speak in humour, The innocence of youth, the

Christmas With My Coffee by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Christmas With My Coffee

Christmas with my coffee. I sit by my window of comfort and watch people pass Through the warm mist of the pane Ghostly apparitions pass me by Busy with their lives Phone to ear, cigarette to lips They drift unconcerned The never-ending journey home, near unconsciousness. To illucid to notice the fight on the other side of the street The child, mother lost in conversation mobile abandoned The spilled Christmas, lost for one, free for another The shine of want in small eyes The glare of iridescent paper rags flutter across the pavement Like wounded birds at the mercy of hurrying feet The noises deafen in the season of peace Pani

Canvas by MorallyWrong69, literature

Marionette by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Marionette

Marionette (Work In Progress) Slowly I see you descend to the floor Like a fallen leaf at the end of autumn Life strings tied and cut, Removing you from the support machine. Painted in your smile, Breath escapes you Suited and dusty Killing yourself a little more With each show you perform Suspended from the hands of your god The maker who gives you life Twisting your dance for all to see Merry for some but not for free Stored in your coffin after each outing Transported in the luxury of a corpse This final expedition we call life Mine to give and yours to take. Silently into paradise you crawl From your cradle to the sta

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Instructions by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Instructions

Instructions Made to feel needy, clingy, wanting when no reason. Romance not something that comes naturally to you Or to me, (but at least I try) Emotional asphyxiation for the soul Breathing through the suffocation It has to get better than this There has to be a reason I’m here Something in me is inflamed to the point of breaking Never receding, always struggling to hide in the darkness Why can’t the real me ever get out? I need to play But my kind of games are not allowed by anyone The finality and fatality of frailty The reason behind the act The motive behind the emotion The hunter behind the gun Cold and deta

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Sex I by MorallyWrong69, literature

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Sex I

SeX I Entwine yourself with me And dance like a child Through electric sunsets Across neon skies Wind you way toward me Unwrap your very soul Exposed and vulnerable Yet secure in your smile Verse prose and passion Turn off the lights Turn on the thunder Explode in your mind The new Aphrodite My Venus in lace Perfect repose Radiance and grace Sublime in your splendour Unaware of effect Stretched out before me Striking alabaster affect

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Current Residence: the Tempest
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Personal Quote: Heaven doesn't want me and Hell's afraid i'll take over

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MorallyWrong69

Apr 8, 2008

hi all

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Hi. I am back on here, but it will be sporadic at best. will try to add new things as and when i can.

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MorallyWrong69

Mar 27, 2008

goodbye

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I am leaving this site as i cannot be bothered any more. best wishes to everyone.

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MorallyWrong69

Mar 24, 2008

Dont post this kinda shit on my profile. it takes up too much space and is total bullshit! If i dont send this on, nothing is going to happen, no one will de or get fired, my life will continue as normal and i dont get finger trauma scrolling down the fucking page! Why send this? and if its been going for that long, half the population haven't sent it on as i would have recieved this particular piss poor waste of time before now, and as they are not all dead or in serious 'trouble' i think it's safe to say its all a load of shit. Honestly, not the kind of thing i expect on a site devoted to literature and art and of some intelligence.....

...Unless you are going to tell me there is a catagory for stupid, useless ramblings of shit on here, in which case, post it on your page under that catagory and if i want to read some dire drivel i will know where to look.