Dark Poetry #3 |
Copper eyes |
Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
Copper eyes disguised behind bruised skin. Wearing thin. Veins pop out at every chance bearing their indigo strength. How I love to hate the blood that runs so hard beneath. [This message has been edited by Lexy (08-16-2003 10:59 PM).] |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
wow |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
i agree...wow "in a past life i was a woodcarver's knife: the sharpend blade of a wood cutter, the eldest son of the chief's brother: a maker of drums" |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
simple, to the point, and you're, exactly right. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
I really like the last line. good write. mysticpoe If nothing is something |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
nicely done ~wranx |
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Magia_negra Member
since 2003-07-16
Posts 77CA, USA |
Interesting indeed! ...somos los locos para siempre |
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