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Doll's whisper
Contributed by
plasticherry
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Thursday, 1st November 2012 @ 07:31:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
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the faint light of lonely windows in the distance
is like tiny fireflies seen through the glass surface
my arms hang low just like a doll
my neck is broken and I cannot stand up
the roaring noise inside my head
feels like an ocean pouring inside my ears
the noise returns and so i drown again
and again and again and again
floating down, spinning around
colored glass shards look like the ocean fish
the light hits the surface, I make a face.
I try to smile, and I drown again
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plasticherry
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2012-11-01 19:31:39]
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Re: Doll's whisper
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by NightMareShoGun on
Thursday, 1st November 2012 @ 09:39:10 PM AEST
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Re: Doll's whisper
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 2nd November 2012 @ 02:04:05 AM AEST
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I don't know if it's because I almost drowned once but this poem had a powerful effect on me. I could feel the breath leaving me, again and again, pulling me under. I felt this person's pain. Greatly done. Thank you.
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Re: Doll's whisper
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by Puppy_dog_eyes on
Friday, 2nd November 2012 @ 07:53:52 PM AEST
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It's bleakness is it's power.
Compelling read.
Keep up the good work.
Steve |
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