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Subject: More by MLGaines Author: Holly [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:14:15 03/04/01 Sun In reply to: Holly 's message, "When I Fly with You, by MLGaines" on 18:22:54 03/02/01 Fri A Cereal's Revelation Tuesday, 12-Dec-00 10:21:53 209.18.20.237 writes: A CEREAL'S REVELATION Pink hearts, Yellow moons... Green stars~ Floating helplessly, Aimlessly, Desperately, In the artificially-colored, Feintly-tinged milk that harbors The sickening, sugary-sweet, marshamallow-fluffed Cereal of your Life. © MsTeria - 2000 - All Rights Reserved ________ Dark Matter Tuesday, 12-Dec-00 10:15:51 209.18.20.237 writes: DARK MATTER Existence pondered, Dissected piece by piece. Precise plotting permeates Dark Matter's Evolutionary heat. Life before us Implosively expands, As we kneel in total awe to such Cosmological command. © MsTeria - 2000 - All Rights Reserved MLGaines _____________ THE WHORE OF SOCIETY Wednesday, 13-Sep-00 10:26:08 209.18.20.12 writes: THE WHORE OF SOCIETY The Whore of Society Evading harsh particles of molecular Reality Just to deify her moral corruptness And to blend harmoniously into the blackness of Night Sick of the hypocrits, Vomiting on their on false "truths" The Whore of Society Looks once more Into the mirror of self-deception Realizing that others have no f-cking clue as to who she really is, She herself knows not who looks back from the clouded mirror that has become her life.. © MsTeria - 2000 - All Rights Reserved MLGaines ________________ Inspired by m&m's "Searching for Peace in Chaos,".... Thursday, 17-Aug-00 08:19:48 209.18.20.29 writes: THE DEATH OF LIFE Chaos... Now a way of Life, Always there in the ever-present distance. Peace... The Savior, Closes in, Unwelcomed, grinning and challenging Sin~ Again, no, not again, I let you in To swallow me whole Only to regurgitate my unsavory soul-- As tasteless as it may be, It becomes so painfully apparent to me That amidst the raucously silent outbursts of a Life restrained True, bountiful happiness remains obscurely detained... Flanked by lies of past and present, I realize, Slowly and ever so surely that I want to live I want to love Yet, I'm still so afraid. I cower I hide Within the confined sanctuary of my pain, While those around me feign a life so tame. Still, I won't be shackled-- Held to plastic, clown-faced standards That run rampant among their hazy preaching grounds... Hoping no one will see The truth of their prying insincerity. Opening my eyes Only to close my heart No cleansing perception can save me now. Those Blakian doors now abruptly close Excommunicating my chosen Life They so fiercely loathe. Seperating Me from Thee, I ride alone on a crochéted wave of Teasing Death Briefly glancing back at what I left... Stumbling for a moment on a reflectory stair I cradle the children who pull away with a red-hot glare... Melting every remnant of Life within me. © MsTeria - 2000 - All Rights Reserved ____________ ...a few for the road... Wednesday, 12-Apr-00 14:15:19 63.27.58.180 writes: The Last Dance LIFE a delicasy to reckon with DEATH a cylindrical force to beckon with Pleading for a break...just another chance To make it right And decline The Last Dance Still, I stumble forward Banging my head, While attempting to reassert my waivering footage Wondering, all the while, ...if I'd really be better off dead, Than feeling pain much too intense for a Distraught soul and wearied head Finding numbness My only goal I seek refuge in vices better off LEFT ALONE Still, they draw me in Like long LOST FRIENDS... again and again And I find myself pretending to live Feigning this meaningless existence That will inevitably lead to my destined END. © 2000 - Michelle L. Gaines - All Rights Reserved FINGERS IN MY EYE Blazing down the Divine Road to Madness All reason left behind Taunting the ever-constant Hypocrites along the way Who point their judgmental fingers Always having something "wise & oh, so profound" to say I look down upon them With my inconspicuous mask And laugh laugh laugh! With a renegade glint in my clouded but driven eyes. I kick the dust of my angry soul over their crusty, corn-fed lies And they cry cry cry! © 2000 - Michelle L. Gaines - All Rights Reserved mlgaines ______________ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]