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o Re: Returning to Reconstruct / A Poem by Rachel / H.C.Donald Shenkenberger

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Subject: Re: Returning to Reconstruct / A Poem by Rachel / H.C.
From: Donald Shenkenberger
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From: donald.shenkenberger@gmail.net (Donald Shenkenberger)
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Subject: Re: Returning to Reconstruct / A Poem by Rachel / H.C.
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cheesetray wrote:
>
> > cheesetray wrote:
> > Returning to Reconstruct: A Reincarnation
> > On a Knight Like This (Dedicated to Puppy)
> >
> >
> > Sitting here biding my Time
> > There’s not much I can do
> > So I’ll make up some Rhymes
> >
> > Is there any way to know
> > Where they’re originally from?
> > This Wellspring of Words...
> > How do they manage to come?
> >
> > They just seem to POP OUT
> > After creeping into my mind
> > But I can’t stand this pursuit
> > It’s a waste of my Kind
> >
> > I really just want to be

> > With Bob, alone. Is he ever
> > Gonna call me, on the phone?
> >
> > I know I've used and abused
> > Repeating Rhymes before
> > Rearranging chameleon lines
> > Exposes the primitive score
> >
> > But at least these can not
> > Be called lines of drugs
> > I'd much rather wait
> > For a strong loving hug
> >
> > They damaged My Souls
> > I knew I’d been had
> > Being captured this way
> > Is so terribly sad
> >
> > But I had no other choice
> > No known visible safe way
> > I didn't want to go out to play
> >
> > My heart has been fractured
> > It turned blood-river red
> > But you already know this
> > It's already been said
> >
> > Senor, what are we waiting for?
> > Tell me, why won't you come?
> > It fills me with outrage and fury
> > And makes me feel so dumb
> >
> > Lord, I’m destined to crack
> > Locked inside these abodes
> > Carrying incalculable pain
> > Under unbearable loads
> >
> > Inhumanly born burdens
> > A crashing diseased weight
> > My life’s brutal pathways
> > A cruel crippling fate
> >
> > I know I can sense it,
> > In my Mind, in my Soul
> > Nothing gold can stay
> > We reached for the coal
> >
> > You know it’s been written
> > I’m bound to explode...
> > I’m still expecting to lose it
> > And hit virgin road
> >
> > I can't believe he's so Incredibly
> > Insane. It splits me apart,
> > Like a smashed window pane
> >
> > Splintered Shards of Cut
> > Broken Glass
..Shredding
> > The Threads of My Skins
.
> > What Bound Fringes
> > Of this Free World do I Mine
> > ...So recklessly to Win?
> >
> > What in G-d’s Great Name
> > Is this Leviathan Creature?
> > And why on Earth...
> > Do I Bother to “Care?”
> >
> > Why do I insist on
> > Loving him So Strongly...?
> > So Helpless that I
> > Would e’er to Dare
.?
> >
> > If He still doesn't know
> > He's G-d’s biggest moron
> > He gets himself down
> > When he’s got the bore on
> >
> > He's filled with anguish
> > Fear and self-doubt
> > Why does he sit...
> > And think and pout?
> >
> > Why not just do it
> > For once in your life?
> > Come back to me
> > And make me your Wife
> >
> > I can't understand this
> > After so many long years
> > I almost could kill him
> > Or cut off all his ears
> >
> > Why don't you want me?
> > Why won't you come?
> > I’m not happy at all
> > I’m not having fun
> >
> > This is empty and stupid
> > And thoroughly lame ‒
> > I never wanted this
> > I don't care about fame
> >
> > Just come be my baby
> > Come make me whole
> > You know it’s your duty
> > To repair my torn soul
> >
> > You said you would do it
> > This is so painfully unfair
> > Prove that you want me
> > Show me that you care
> >
> > You’ve been singing for me
> > Endlessly, year after year...
> > Saying you still love me
> > That for me you shed tears
> >
> > I’m reclining in bed now
> > But I was slouched at my desk
> > I told you everything with gusto
> > When I’d rather have had rest
> >
> > But I was driven and pushed
> > I was trapped in a field
> > Of maggots, and magnets
> > To you I must yield
> >
> > I’m begging for mercy
> > Please beam up my soul
> > Let me into Your dream
> > Make me your Goal
> >
> > I’m shattered like Road Runner
> > “Come back to Me,” I say
> > It will be Absolute and Perfect
> > In G-d’s For-ever Way
> >
> > A fresh Springtime’s blossom
> > A love once again made new
> > A crystal spark that's ignited
> > Like Sinai’s glistening dew
> > Falling down from the Heavens
> > To sustain the Chosen few
> >
> > I could go on and on Eternally
> > My longest-lost dear sweet friend
> > But as long as I’m alive
> > As we’ve been instructed to bend
> > Here are these words of “ILY”
> > Which I’ve just got to send
> >
> > These are my prayers to You
> > I know that you’re Hissing
> > You’re the only thing gone
> > You’re just what I’m missing
> >
> > (and I'd so very much rather
> > Your Chapped lips to be Kissing...
> > ...iykwimaityd
.*NOT* 😉 🀣 😇 )
> >
> >
> > The High Priestess, H.C. 🔯
> > Queen of France 💋
> > Shabbat/Purim
> > 3.23.2016
> >
> > - “let’s get drrrunk!!!” HIGH FIVE!!!!
> >
> > “Roll On,
.׀סח!” Quoting Delia, childhood friend from Oz
> (rev. by ׹חל)
>
> i have one really big one with your name on
> it, waiting to be popped, like a cherry
>
>
> This is a spam sig from: http://www.jlaforums.com
>
>
did he piss on your head too, rachel

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