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Just Like That
Contributed by
invierno
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Monday, 12th March 2018 @ 05:57:27 AM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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Blood cannonballs my hollow highways,
rods and cones spark, ever loyal soldiers.
Smiles snap like a love whipped flag,
bones do my bidding on cursed command.
The Dead Beetle had no fangs when my smile was sincere,
life bounced off what I thought was steel skin.
Pincers pinced within while I gazed on who I hoped to be,
To late now, to ever know that me.
Decades of vigilance and now on the doorstep,
the Idea in flesh and creased attire, pressed to hide the two versions at war.
My hair, as any good sheep, is sheared to the norm,
and who would know behind these doe eyes twists a storm.
My furry friend cried now in her sleep; a moment, our eyes meet,
and just like that, my abyss crumbled in retreat.
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Re: Just Like That
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by JamesStockdale on
Monday, 12th March 2018 @ 02:40:24 PM AEST
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Love the last stanza. Love the dogs.
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Re: Just Like That
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by emystar on
Monday, 12th March 2018 @ 03:02:16 PM AEST
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luv my dogs
good writing |
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Re: Just Like That
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by softerware on
Monday, 12th March 2018 @ 07:49:44 PM AEST
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Smiles snap like a love whipped flag, bones do my bidding on cursed command...
A tale of growing dulled and sensible with age while our youth is trapped within our unwilling body.
Dogs convey gratitude for just a comfy bed to us and melt our bohemian fretting with only a look into those liquid ink eyes.
We cannot possibly repay what they exchange for a daily meal and the pleasure they find in our company.
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