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She Wants To Kill Reality

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Friday, February 4, 2005

She wants to kill reality,
shoot it down and set it free,
bound by gods’ unlovely hands;
pull the trigger, set it free.

She wants to live her fantasies,
shoot them up with needle's fee,
freed by man’s unlovely hand;
push the plunger, needle's fee.

She cannot find eternity,
higher planes deny her pleas,
trapped by mind's unlovely lands;
pained with love, deny her pleas.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 2/4/05

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Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on February 5, 2005

Erin,

Dramatically, intensely, perfectly written--BRAVA!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)

Reviewed by Donna Quesinberry

Reviewed on February 5, 2005

erin,

much enjoyed.

cool.

thanks,
d.

Reviewed by Michael Charles Messineo

Reviewed on February 5, 2005

Erin, You have captured this perfectly. Great write!!!

...Michael

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

If we were to kill reality, where would we live, as illusion is just that...Ed

Reviewed by Dave Harm

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

The sad part about escaping is that more times then not, we become a prisoner...

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

I have to agree with the rest. Be careful somethings shoot back.

Reviewed by Sandy Knauer

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

Great job, Erin. Hope this isn't the voice of experience, but the voice of observation, although I believe we've all felt that overwhelming desire for freedom at some point.

Reviewed by Larry Rochelle

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

Pure escapism at its best!

Reviewed by Ryan Kelly (Reader)

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

And the knowledge that freedom lies only in her desires make watching this unbearable. One is constantly desirious of light.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

You have been in a zone Erin,careful what you
shoot-up with;-)

etw

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

I like very much the flow and the meaning of your verses here, Erin. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on February 4, 2005

Ah, sure, sounds to me like "she" is bound and determined to make the very same mistake that millions of others have made throughout history. Let us just hope that "she" makes it through the maelstrom intact.

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