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Dolls
Contributed by
Noonetwothree
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Monday, 14th July 2014 @ 08:58:05 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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He crawled through the wasteland,
A symphony of limbs sewn together by the notes of despair,
In the home of faceless giants.
Poor construction,
These threads are coming undone.
I'm decaying amongst the ruins of society.
Nothing left to do but wait,
Until the sky blackens.
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Noonetwothree
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2014-07-14 08:58:05]
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Re: Dolls
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by emystar on
Monday, 14th July 2014 @ 10:41:11 AM AEST
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Welcome to ypdc.
Very creative writing.
Blessings,
emy
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Re: Dolls
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 14th July 2014 @ 02:15:42 PM AEST
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the image of a doll crawling through a
wasteland is brilliant, i love this poem:)
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: Dolls
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 4th March 2015 @ 08:11:16 PM AEST
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| I thought I wrote dark poems but you make me feel like a Disney writer. |
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