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alan6501 Member
since 2004-01-03
Posts 89PA |
IT It has eroded into ugliness This force with not one name It is the reason behind resistance The devil’s stash of cocaine It is the cause of all wars What makes each heart turn to black It ignites the flames of hellfire Taking all the while not giving back It feeds off of evil Whatever’s dirty or sick It has a mind of its own Thrives when it’s kicked What is this presence? The one mentioned above It is the essence Of the opposite of love Please tell me what you think! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
neat write |
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Greeneyes  
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
"it" causes alot of heartache in this world Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
"it" causes a lot of trouble and loss of love. Awesome write. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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mara marti Junior Member
since 2003-06-15
Posts 10Chicago, Illinois |
 Good job Alan, I like the way you wrote this poem and the words that you used. Everything fit right in place. Keep writing!peace  Mara |
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