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The Bass PlayerHeartbeats come like hammerblows I can see my eyelids and not much more a white streak, curved like the moon a dash of hair. Faintly in the background a crowd cheers the name is familiar. Mine, but not mine a short spurt of panic makes my heart play tag with disinterested lungs. My fingers ache, soaked in beer and sweat they feel for the familiar notes, slide to their favourite patterns. A second passes and a smile creeps onto my lips the lights come up, for a second I'm dazed a new moon in either eye the forge in my heart is drowned by screams and the sThe Bass Player
by ~LongWings
Jolene"Banshee" was the first word attributed to you.Jolene
When i first lifted you into my arms,
and cradled you while you hummed softly,
before erupting into a deafening squeal
at the lightest touch.
I remember fondly almost dropping you,
as i tried to gauge your weight
just after you were delivered.
I was new to it all then,
we learned together, staying up late into the night,
just sitting together, talking, soul to soul.
Mother called me crazy for spending so much time with you,
"A hobby" she called you, "A Fad"
But as you sang to me i was charmed,
i had
by ~LongWings
Nine O ClockStill now, i view your face,Nine O Clock
behind the grime curtain of glass.
An expression like sorrow, or shock
Harks pathos in ichor tones of grey.
One hand grasping for the heavens
and the other tracing the setting sun,
Now almost a sentinal gesture
to inspire wandering minds.
I imagine your skin paler in youth
then the now dirty hue,
like bleached bone
that sets despair to your expression.
Your face is Roman, yet you are Austrian
a numeric marriage of culture, Art.
Children of such happy union lay still
Beneath your face, their to
by ~LongWings
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doubtdoubtdoubt
come to me look away come to me don't listen to what I say
come to me run away come to me my hands in yours I want to lay
come to me ignore me so come to me my love I want to show
come to me alone I want to be in me there isn't a single place but for you I have some space
come
come to me stay with me, you do?
the thing I want that is you
by ~happylessandhomeness
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- Current Residence: West Midlands, UK
- Interests: Music, Poetry, Prose
- Favourite movie: Dodgeball
- Favourite band or musician: B.B King
- Favourite genre of music: Funk
- Favourite poet or writer: David Gemmell
- Favourite style of art: Anime ^^
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- Favourite game: at the minute Supreme Commander
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- Tools of the Trade: My Guitars.
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The guitars in my house outnumber people 5 to 1... Sometimes we huddle in the corner, afraid that they will learn to work together... and conquer the kitchen.
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The guitars in my house outnumber people 5 to 1... Sometimes we huddle in the corner, afraid that they will learn to work together... and conquer the kitchen.
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OM NOM NOM ^_^
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The guitars in my house outnumber people 5 to 1... Sometimes we huddle in the corner, afraid that they will learn to work together... and conquer the kitchen.
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OM NOM NOM ^_^
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