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Woken by the sound of an argument. |
Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
Woken by the sound of an argument. It must be late as the milk floats through the streets of dirty windows and littered doorsteps guarded by a pint of best served cold from cloudless starry sky high expectations broken words echo through the walls of defence flung up stairs the children cry but not over spilt milk floats through the streets it must be late. even kittens can kill |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
Well awesome, Zu. You know I just love your way of using format as a means of not only beautifying your poetry, but actually enhancing the meaning and giving it an extra bit of depth... Really neat what you did with the line breaks... I read this about three times just to savour it. Cool stuff, Zu. Parasite God becomes as |
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Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
Thanks for the reply, to be honest I hadn't taken any time to sit back and look at this one, I just posted it straight away but I'm glad that I haven't really touched it. |
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Skyfire
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
aw honey... *hugs* Life may be hard, but it's your attitude that determines your happieness |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
Me likey likey Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. |
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Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
I have to say that I quite this one, I think it is growing on me. Oh and thanks for the replies [This message has been edited by Marshalzu (04-15-2003 12:25 PM).] |
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