Comatose Gods

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  1. Caesar

    Caesar Natural Aristocracy

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    Weak are his eyes
    from peering into keyholes
    locking away the heart of the lonely cosmos.

    Diseased is his soul
    from eating damaged fruits
    grown from the soils of his despair.

    Shackled is his person -
    preyed on by the thieves of thought
    roaming deserts with promises of nourishment.

    Lost are he and his brethren
    sitting at the bedside
    of comatose gods.
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  2. IndigoSoul

    IndigoSoul New Member

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    I thought this was very interesting, however it was kinda short and incomplete, I'd like to read more!!!
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  3. Caesar

    Caesar Natural Aristocracy

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    It wasn't incomplete.
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  4. IndigoSoul

    IndigoSoul New Member

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    Felt like there should've been more, nonetheless, it was a good read Sir
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  5. BarsOfNarcomaDreams

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    I really enjoy your style. Very well done.
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  6. TANGLUNG

    TANGLUNG neo beatnik/peacemonger

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    hmm. speaking on the sagging pants crew or is it just my hood peeking through the keyhole,trying to
    interrupt the frequency of your flow? i see the brethren reegardless and im caught between
    wake up and get your hand out of my pocket!! the realest poetry takes the reader there even
    if he doesnt wish to visit and i wouldnt have it any other way..nice drop brother!! ~respect~
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