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Jump
Contributed by
jenniferleaves
on
Thursday, 29th January 2009 @ 06:18:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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The ledge
Here she sits, roots
Search for their beginning
Only to find her
The Ledge. Solid, Unmoved.
She watches smoke
Curl, mocking thier feathers
Overhang that place in between.
Shroud me in hinges
I dont want to look down
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
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jenniferleaves
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2009-01-29 06:18:56]
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Re: Jump
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by Puppy_dog_eyes on
Thursday, 29th January 2009 @ 07:59:01 AM AEST
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Nice start and welcome to YPDC.
"Shroud me in hinges"......there's a line I wish I had penned.
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Re: Jump
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 29th January 2009 @ 11:03:34 AM AEST
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This really sets a strong vision in my mind.
Great stuff |
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Re: Jump
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by Aaron8124 on
Thursday, 29th January 2009 @ 12:20:14 PM AEST
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| this is very deep. paints a picture in the readers mind |
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