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The Great Unknown
Contributed by
bernie16
on
Friday, 25th June 2010 @ 12:43:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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As the mosquito encircles my head with an irritating buzz that disturbs my sleep I ponder on all the blood I've shed all because of the mosquito's need to eat and all the many mosquitoes who've feasted on my flesh and all the times they distorted my thought process how much more blood do I have left? will these mosquitoes feed on me till my death? my home has become a filthy swamp I would emigrate but i have nowhere else to go A home once containing everything I could ever want has become a vulture's paradise that I barely even know I tell my mother about my grave misfortunes but she calls me an intolerant, spoil brat says "this house was good enough for everyone beffore you" as she speaks I hear the voices of the ceiling laugh I pack my bags, grab some cash and leave In a heated argument with my mother I decide to hit the road I take one last look at the house containing all I would ever need' and solemnly walk out into the great unknown
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Re: The Great Unknown
(User Rating: 1 ) by Zeberdee on
Thursday, 1st July 2010 @ 07:31:26 PM AEST (User
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I liked this poem, and I liked this teenage rebellion which illustrated, keep it up! |
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