There's a poetry in exposing oneself....

Sylvia Plath said:

Just passing through this life and into another...


A slow journey to nakedness, hope I pick up some lost souls on the way.


Oh, and hello.

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rutger said:

hello from a lost soul

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DevilsChild said:

*bows*...welcome..and yes..there is...please..do go on

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Latinababe said:

Welcome to lit

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Originally posted by Sylvia Plath
Wandering through this board is certainly distracting.

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TheRiddler said:

Huh...did you say something...damn I love black lace?

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Sylvia Plath said:

A retired Devil.

I believe they have the most time on their hands to do with what they will.
That's even more dangerous methinks.

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DevilsChild said:

*wicked grin*...recently ....hell was shut down...but I still dabble in sin...as much as I can...and yes...you just might be right

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Sylvia Plath said:

Hell shut down?
Well I for one don't have room enough to pick up too many dark souls. I shall have to be choosy from now on.

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Originally posted by Sylvia Plath
I believe I may have found some lace, Riddler.

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TheRiddler said:

Oh yes...that is quite lovely...thank you!

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DevilsChild said:

*wicked grin*...aye you should be choose wisely...both your words..and your style....it was my own downfall....dont let it happen to you...

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TheRiddler said:

Oh yes...that is quite lovely...thank you!

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Sylvia Plath said:

My words and style...
I'm a poet that committed suicide. Words and style are my thing.

Pray tell, they were your downfall?
I haven't even begun.


Interestingly enough, Sylvia wrote a poem about you...


Sonnet to Satan

In darkroom of your eye the moonly mind
somersaults to counterfeit eclipse;
bright angels black out over logic's land
under shutter of their handicaps.

Commanding that corkscrew comet jet forth ink
to pitch the white world down in swiveling flood,
you overcast all order's noonday rank
and turn god's radiant photograph to shade.

Steepling snake in that contrary light
invades the dilate lens of genesis
to print your flaming image in birthspot
with characters no cockcrow can deface.

O maker of proud planet's negative,
obscure the scalding sun till no clocks move.

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Sylvia Plath said:

My words and style...
I'm a poet that committed suicide. Words and style are my thing.

Pray tell, they were your downfall?
I haven't even begun.


Interestingly enough, Sylvia wrote a poem about you...


Sonnet to Satan

In darkroom of your eye the moonly mind
somersaults to counterfeit eclipse;
bright angels black out over logic's land
under shutter of their handicaps.

Commanding that corkscrew comet jet forth ink
to pitch the white world down in swiveling flood,
you overcast all order's noonday rank
and turn god's radiant photograph to shade.

Steepling snake in that contrary light
invades the dilate lens of genesis
to print your flaming image in birthspot
with characters no cockcrow can deface.

O maker of proud planet's negative,
obscure the scalding sun till no clocks move.

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DevilsChild said:

*bows*..always good to see my brother and I...though from different realms....still share one thing....our taste...

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timmer82872 said:

Great pics, can't wait to see more of you.

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Sylvia Plath said:

'quite lovely'?


Oh, you are sweet.

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Originally posted by Sylvia Plath
'quite lovely'?


Oh, you are sweet.

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Sylvia Plath said:

Thank you timmer, I think I shall enjoy my time here.

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