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Tomer
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since 2002-06-28
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Michigan

0 posted 2008-04-07 12:20 PM



Her locks shredded to the floor
As her tears lye awake on her frozen lashes,
Her hands shook like the rain that fell
On her windowsill that morning.

Like the winds friend,
She couldn’t be seen anymore,
Her voice bare a crows shriek
As his feet seeped around her,
A neat white blouse
Without a pulse.


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Seoulair
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since 2008-03-27
Posts 807
Seoul S.Korea
1 posted 2008-04-07 12:42 PM


Chilled. Do you want tell something about your poem?

JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
2 posted 2008-04-07 04:29 PM


Wonderful flow...James
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