Open Poetry #27 |
chances |
Bonfirelight Member
since 2003-06-19
Posts 85London, England |
tug of war with a kitchen knife having lost the call the winner picks ends passed over by a god who'd grant a view of the city turned down and around again and again fickle fate's bony finger led the cold hand to the angels shoulder where will learned to stand We will stand again one last time no more to win just to prove you can [This message has been edited by Bonfirelight (07-10-2003 11:02 AM).] |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
count me in! enjoyed! |
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Eromyna Member
since 2002-11-29
Posts 306Pheonix, AZ, USA |
"No more to win just to prove you can" I love it. "I don't need to scream for you to deem me aggravation." |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
fickle fate's bony finger brilliant description. |
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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
wow...now that's what i like to see. fantastic. finally, someone with real t-a-l-e-n-t. :Þ you rock. and even when everything was wrong, and we were mad at the world, it was still beautiful. |
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