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My Time

by J.B. Manning

Member since 2003 · Posted 22 Oct 2003 · 6 comments

Complex thoughts Day by day Spreading cancers Through my mind Like a tumor Coagulating inside the Blue green flesh of My inward being And threaten to devour me The omnipresence of This evil thing Is frankly fucking sickening But still I feel Stronger Now Then ever And I think this Thing is fading Into gray Like my rotten Frontal Lobe So I count The days gone by One or two At a time And smile with A smile so fine And want for more Some other time But for now The day is mine

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[10] ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 22-Oct-03/3:56 PM Reply
Hey, I know we've had our disagreements in the past, but I really liked this poem.
[n/a] J.B. Manning › ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 23-Oct-03/1:05 PM Reply
What's this? Can it be true?! I'm honored.
[10] ?-Dave_Mysterious-? › J.B. Manning 24-Oct-03/1:58 PM Reply
My favorite line was "lobe".
[9] kingit 22-Oct-03/7:44 PM Reply
very good!- damn-near 10
[7] richa 23-Oct-03/7:11 AM Reply
cancers are not like a tumour they are a tumour if they are in the brain.
[n/a] J.B. Manning › richa 23-Oct-03/1:08 PM Reply
Tell that to my sister who has three feet and one tit.