| Open Poetry #23 |
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I Dunno |
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quik Member
since 2002-11-27
Posts 91Dinwiddie,Virginia |
Open gates to freedom of life Deceased bodies everywhere I feel stranded on a deserted island No sign of intelligent life form everything silent like we do the moment of silence Everything gets smaller and smaller My eyes start to fold inside out I feel my insides rippin through like i broke my bones Hair feels like its being ripped out by some pliers I feel scared and insecure the light gets brighter and dims i'm out like a light bulb |
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fishop Member
since 2002-09-13
Posts 79ohio |
I had a moment of silence. strange piece. Not sure what to make of it but the pliers thing hurt. Thanks for sharing |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
ouch! |
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