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Knock Knock
Contributed by
Invierno
on
Sunday, 20th September 2015 @ 07:36:57 AM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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Knock Knock
I know who's there.
You aren't invited yet still you stare-
I peek at you through bubble glass,
pray you move beyond my door-
whispering
"Gift me just one more day, before
you claim my sorry ass".
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Invierno
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2015-09-20 07:36:57]
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Re: Knock Knock
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 20th September 2015 @ 08:02:39 AM AEST
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| It might have you freaked, but it ain't got you beat. Oh, no sir, it ain't got you beat. |
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Re: Knock Knock
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by softerware on
Sunday, 20th September 2015 @ 10:30:26 AM AEST
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I have been told with good authority many times that the malfunctions of this aging body are going to kill me. Absurdly, I am still standing, having found it is best to live with impunity.
It is cruel enough to live our lives knowing one day we will end without our consent; it is a futile temptation to dwell on the sound of it ticking.
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Re: Knock Knock
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by ming on
Monday, 21st September 2015 @ 03:49:34 PM AEST
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| Write of beating your fear as you do so well with poking at it. ;) Write all thoughts of it till your fingers bleed. :P Our ink has the power we give it...imho. |
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