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Not Sick
They say it's Emotional immaturity Day's spent deep In social obscurity What I want is not what you want And what's wrong with that? I don't follow Your scriptured morality I have an inherent Sense of dignity, that No gods could inject. A mutual respect Is earned after we reflect I don't work Like a hound at the races I'm no tool, no prole I follow my own paces I will not live a life unhappy I'd end it here, to put it simply I wake up and feel as free as I can be It is you, not I, who should feel envy I do not sense your pity I'm immune to society
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Over
There's no need now to reconcile To meet eyes, awkwardly smile Just treat me like we've never met Just see me out of focus I moved on a while ago At least that's what I want you to know And believe, pass this on My happiness is bogus I may not be as unaware Of self as you sure are But I'm almost as messed up So don't push me too far In the future when we collide I don't want you to take my side Like you wounded me or changed me In truth I feel nothing And if your friends scorn me And if your mother hates me I won't even pretend to feel shame Or pass blame, Or curse your name, Because I forget everything I may not be as
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Blue Car
Don't tell my mother.  Don't tell your wife Don't tell my sister that I ruined my life. She is an angel, so she sees it all But I won't say it aloud (So young) I only let you break down my walls because I wanted to make you proud A long awaited father figure, I suppose I didn't know that last night, under my nose Under my clothes and under my skin And it won't happen again (I promise) I know that you took advantage Of an eager-to-please and desperate pen Sat in a blue car, after the contest (Humming the blues) Let my silence be my deafening protest (Tapping my shoes) I understand my mother now, she needs to be prot
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Walk
What do you want me to do? Put my life on hold for you? You have no future with me You have no future at all I like the rare times you aspire To something I will often admire But don’t push down on me Because I’m not going to fall I’ve asked you so long, so much What was wrong with your life, my touch But you shut me out, cry and scream And I have nothing to scream for I’m just not enough You might not want to know me In a year or so down the line I remind you of what you don’t have And that will just break my heart But I can’t stay, I don’t have the time
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Silly Clown
Bite down, silly clown Hold down Wake on your side so you can Feel my breath on your neck Calm down, run around Then go crazy You know I like it when The room is hazy Turn round to see the faces Born of horrendous places We're not meant for this We need our own space Don't try to grab my hand I'll Slip away I only want you with half of me It's the only way Breaking incident I'm not listening I'm so ignorant It's my time I'm wasting Boredom evident Boredom evident Boredom boredom boredom Turn the music down Lay down You can touch me and I'll Pretend that I'm comfortable Calm down, run around Then go crazy You know
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Save-a
Tired of having to faux-whore around Watching you, breathless, almost no sound I’m tasting your torso and clawing your chest But I’m bored and I’m laughing and passing this test With my eyes closed.  Screaming, I jump off the bed as I always do And to your surprise throw your Clothes back at you It’s an instinct, and it’s no real loss If you’d have stuck around you’d know who was boss And you’d know a lover’s sadness would very soon rule You’d be the screw and I’d be the tool That I’d crack, so hopelessly Because I’m ten thousand others So apologetically Because
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Ash
Folk in the morning for we Spoke so heavily last night Layered tiki lights Occupy my sights Winter’s on my lips so My tongue’s as sharp as ice You can’t expect with what you’ve done I’d be the usual nice So nice The exhaustion round your eyes Folk so filled with your Suffering guitar tonight, yeah, right Layered tiki lights Occupy my sights Turning round you sad, sad thing Turn to your head You remember these Presents of trinkets for keeps You’ll still Readily forget me, baby
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Deals
This is not a specialised subject This is common sense I’m not here to be a number I need my own defence When I can’t sleep I do the dishes Insomniac to avoid your Mrs And I smoke and don’t care And I drink to despair It’s anything and everything These building sites more than eyesores Thrown up like tidy boxes Cheques in accounts of commercial whores Still a battle of the sexes When I can’t sleep I call you up And you’re required to shut me up As she waltzes in pretty No sense of the witty You’re everything and nothing These streets are awkward, crooked There’s markings on the fence
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Something Else
Crawling up the alley’s sides Just to avoid the garish lives Hoping you won’t be offended If I don’t remember your name If I don’t turn my head your way See there’s an awkward part of me That likes to ignore family I’d never hate you but that’s Because I’m feeling so little these days And it’s worse than fearing And it’s worse than loving I’ve no time for healing So I wake up and feel like sleep again And it’s not quite solitude It’s just crossing paths from brainless fools Not like you You’ve something else You’ve substance questioning your mental hea
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Not Sick
They say it's Emotional immaturity Day's spent deep In social obscurity What I want is not what you want And what's wrong with that? I don't follow Your scriptured morality I have an inherent Sense of dignity, that No gods could inject. A mutual respect Is earned after we reflect I don't work Like a hound at the races I'm no tool, no prole I follow my own paces I will not live a life unhappy I'd end it here, to put it simply I wake up and feel as free as I can be It is you, not I, who should feel envy I do not sense your pity I'm immune to society
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Over
There's no need now to reconcile To meet eyes, awkwardly smile Just treat me like we've never met Just see me out of focus I moved on a while ago At least that's what I want you to know And believe, pass this on My happiness is bogus I may not be as unaware Of self as you sure are But I'm almost as messed up So don't push me too far In the future when we collide I don't want you to take my side Like you wounded me or changed me In truth I feel nothing And if your friends scorn me And if your mother hates me I won't even pretend to feel shame Or pass blame, Or curse your name, Because I forget everything I may not be as
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Blue Car
Don't tell my mother.  Don't tell your wife Don't tell my sister that I ruined my life. She is an angel, so she sees it all But I won't say it aloud (So young) I only let you break down my walls because I wanted to make you proud A long awaited father figure, I suppose I didn't know that last night, under my nose Under my clothes and under my skin And it won't happen again (I promise) I know that you took advantage Of an eager-to-please and desperate pen Sat in a blue car, after the contest (Humming the blues) Let my silence be my deafening protest (Tapping my shoes) I understand my mother now, she needs to be prot
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Incarnations
Cascading down a salty eye Is a couple making this the third Moonlit, stargazing eve on the grass. This field behind his house sleeps, the house is haunted with parents. Walking down her blushing face Are two long fingers, as though a ballerina, Used for creating in the past Waltzing past her lips, and entering in slow motion - Her sweet mouth. She nips playfully He gasps an artificial hurt And they fall and roll together Soaked by the dew-smothered grass, at last A romantic and forbidden act of love and passion and dreams. They're far enough from the pane To not be seen out late, Where his mother twitches in curiosity For thi
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Mushroom Magic
Egyptians could not have imagined Themselves beating the walls in frames Nor could they have melted as Quickly as they did yesterday Fuchsia faces and pulsing limbs My mind can't keep up with my sight The glockenspiel tinkling of toes on the floor And gasping for desperate changes in light You left your body behind, dear. It's still By the door. Then it snaps back into your skin To the vibrations of every beat and strum Cartoons on the back of my eyes, sucking the faces in The paint is about to drip on my face I hope it's not too hot My hands don't know where to go right now No, it's not too hot So I'll just relax the way thro
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Our Quotidian Lives
Yet we are not contented Not now, not ever Our quotidian lives won't Cease to this weather Though cracking and sore My lips part from its pout My lungs and tongue halt And a gasp trickles out English weather, oh my Incarcerated in mist And seething black clouds The sands absolute bliss But no sands spill here Only that, the ice dissolver Alone in a mobile home With one black revolver Yet we are not contented Not now, not ever Our quotidian lives must Cease to this weather
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To Sleep With A Beautiful Man
To sleep with a beautiful man Would be the end of my campaign To smile from the pretty lines on his face To rid myself of all pain I wish I was a good girl this christmas I wish hadn't risen from the hells I wish there was a gift to save my soul I wish I was a lover not a fighter of all Oh, it was cold, there was snow He knocked on the willow door I dropped my nearly-done cigarette Washed out my mouth with soap I smelt a little lonely My cheeks were always stained But I was ready to change And so he entered And so he entered, bottle in hand And so he entered, bottle in hand, face of an angel He asked why there were no decora
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Lilies
As I walk I feel the soft buzz of the flickering street lamps. I feel the vibrations of speeding cars on motorways miles away. Sometimes if I'm lucky I'll smell the sweet dew of the morning before it has even formed on the blades of grass.  My senses are stronger now, they have to be - but inside I feel nothing; empty, gone. The remains of my once thumping heart of excitement and love now lie on the pavements as the remnants of broken glass.  Brown, green, it doesn't matter what colour – it's all there, shattered and forgotten.  My senses gained their strengths from the loss of you – my world.   Why didn't you tell me? Every day I recite th
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Beside A God
Dust and blood to the right of my face Deep breathing Multiple sighs, My hands were bruised and I had been dreaming Away from the killer's eyes. Clothes were scattered poetically Draped over Torn to shreds, My ears were ringing from all that Screaming, lover Mistaken for dead. He was cold and struggling Oh, but surely That heart was beating, I rolled over to the left, dusty red face Yes, he is godly Beautiful, seething. As I touch the wound accidentally I whisper an apology And kiss colourless cheeks, We wait for a rescue ever so Silently, breathlessly As more blood seeps.
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Nowhere And Nothing
No focus.  No concentration. This room has acquired an air of frustration Even the flame which one danced over there Now jumps to escape the music and glare I must confess I feel distress As I sit here staring at walls With no one to face and no night to enter A nobody speaks but no creatures call; Those creatures whom I love to meet In a space with no rules and with no heat But I like its absence And they make promises they can't keep. Beneath me the others linger And pretend That this nowhere, this nothing This life won't end. In fear of prolonging the loneliness I frantically press rebellious keys And sometimes if they a

About QuotidianAubergine

November 2, 1988
United Kingdom
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I don't write poetry anymore...
...instead, I dig up the ground.
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Where I Am
I'm in limbo, that's where, waiting for university to start.  (Yes I got in :D hahah.  Literature and History here I come.) But yeah...suppose I'm a little happier...excited about the new ventures and having these long lost urges to write and sing and explore everyone's artwork.  Creativity has come back I suppose.  Still need to rectify a few things in my personal life, but other than that I can see a technicolour future as opposed to that all-too-familiar black and white crap. Hope everyone's ok. Louie x

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grazrootz|Professional Interface Designer
hey! how are you....it's been a very long time
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Linked here from YouGo page.
Really interesting writing style!

-Arguing guy.
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thanks for the :+fav: on Sugarloaf WIP. There will be more coming, so stay tuned.
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Hey! Thanks for stopping by my page again, and thanks for the comment! Nice to "see" you again. :wave:
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how do I make you my friend? :(

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QuotidianAubergine's avatar
You've done it baby!

All you had to do was givesa light spanking and you'd be reet! :D
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vermillionaura|Hobbyist General Artist
:wave: hello my fellow purple lover!
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