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What is Wrong?
Contributed by
TheRaven
on
Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 05:40:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Door splinters as you charge in
Like a bull, fuming; I am the matador,
Guilty in red. If this a dream, more
Like a nightmare, please let me wake.
Threats spill from your mouth
As my heart crumbles. Later,
Out of anger, the oak tree looks
Challenging for a good fight.
After pouting in defeat, blood as
Black as your temper dripping off
My fingertips onto the cement,
I lean on the hard pillar. Below,
A six-gallon gas tank, tempting me
Like a fat kid and chocolate.
But before anything burns, the wind
Of my own love overwhelms me,
And my chin drops in shame.
-The Raven
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2004-05-03 17:40:45]
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Re: What is Wrong?
(User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on
Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 05:49:03 PM AEST
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Woah! Just woah. I am very impressed and that is an understatement.
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Re: What is Wrong?
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by arden on
Thursday, 6th May 2004 @ 08:22:53 PM AEST
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i agree with stitch, woah! i am very impressed also.
this was just amazing!
loved it.
keep it up.
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