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need. . .
Contributed by
elle
on
Friday, 19th August 2011 @ 09:34:15 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I am closing lonely wounds
shamelessly
stitching
slothing off. . .
your clumsy, brutal
appeasement
& seem completely oblivious
to the keep-sake nature
of these structures
this two-dimensional sleeve
where all that is
internal
becomes
increasingly eternal
for hollow is as precious as a shell
I have no other interpretation
no controlled stanzas
I must admit. . .
I am no. . . more
this is where I come to die. . .
Copyright ©
elle
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2011-08-19 21:34:15]
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Re: need. . .
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by AngelFox on
Friday, 19th August 2011 @ 09:45:31 PM AEST
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| Felt the passion and the pain through the words. Great writing. |
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Re: need. . .
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by ming on
Sunday, 21st August 2011 @ 07:21:17 PM AEST
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This made me afraid and worried and mad and proud that you came to your ART to die and shared with us all the power! Love you elle...
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