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Outside In
Contributed by
KurdtBeantheWIKKED
on
Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 02:57:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Sitting here watching the fireflies fly
Looking up at the stars,
watching as they blink back at me
Listen to the moon sing a lullaby
Watching the cool breeze surround me
-like a snake
Then I shouldn't worry
I'm already dead
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2004-06-28 14:57:10]
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Re: Outside In
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by sicknivesevered on
Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 03:10:25 PM AEST
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| Aye, short and simple. Nice imagery. You sure can perceive a lot about the night sky for a dead guy. I think that there might still be something alive inside. =P |
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Re: Outside In
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 29th June 2004 @ 03:45:58 PM AEST
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Is this the process of death? Or some kind of zombie poem? I'm still unsure.
Keep writing. |
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