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Crackers |
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HM3 Member
since 1999-07-15
Posts 169TX |
Crackers (Companion piece to Dear Diary, Crackers In My Pocket) With crackers in my pocket, walking on the shore A black crow flies overhead crying, "Never more!" Drawn to the doubt I offer crackers as he flies Seagulls answer echoes, "Don't feed the alibi!" The black bird looks directly, deep into my eyes Seems to grin at my chagrin, knowing my demise I stumble falling hard within a pool of doubt And shivering in the wind that blows me about Why do I feed you black bird, time and time again To rise and fall thru it all, farther from a friend /pip/Forum15/HTML/001084.html Work like money doesn't matter, love like you've never been hurt, dance like nobody's watching... [This message has been edited by HM3 (edited 04-07-2001).] |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
enjoyed the couplets..now I have to go find your Diary and read it *s ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Linc
since 2001-03-07
Posts 552The Backstreet Boy |
Hey, This is cool poem keep it up -- Linc "Once you reach your original goal it seems that the journey was your real accomplishment." |
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