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These Are The Yellow Woods

Where A Path Diverged

Created on 2004-04-25 21:59:00 (#2954135), last updated 2005-07-31

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Name: The Road Less Traveled
Birthdate:08-01
Location:Houston, Texas, United States
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Pushing, pulling me down again
Pushing, pulling me down again
It's getting bad
I can't breathe
I won't let them in
I won't let them in
Crushing, pushing me down again
Crushing, pushing me down again
I need to get away
Listen now to their hurting words
They rip and they do tear
Pushing out all of my hidden things
Hold my hand and take me there
Sickened eyes seem to mesmerize
They're melting as they glow
Mesmerize your alibis
They're laughing in the snow
People climbing up the walls
Breaking all of my wretched dolls
Fingernails they scratch outside
In the attic is where I'll hide
People climbing up the walls
Breaking all of my wretched dolls
Fingernails they scratch outside
In the attic is where I'll hide
I won't let them in




++Life is just a dream on the way to death++


      
Marriage is love.


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Illusive colors swirling in darkness.
The flute plays off beats.
Melodies of jest.

The branches break like fine china crystal.
The rainbows chase each other.
White rays dance on the pieces.
In the white sands of judgment.

Sink your feet in and know.
What is it:
To be consumed.
To consume.
To conform.
To be man.

Man who so boldly consumes nature.
Nature who so keenly consumes man.
Man who conforms to the environment.
Atmosphere that conforms the man's mind.

By: Danielle Lynn Pearson


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