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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia 
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Lee said he felt buried back when he lived at home. He took the anger he carried and started to roam. And so LIFE began and he lived hard and fast To finish the race... before the starting gun's blast. Day turns to night and night turned to Lee, with the eyes of a shark in a dark dead sea. When he was a child it filled him with fright. He must have known then... He'd fall in love with its bite. Misguided youth with directions not followed. Staggered in neon and in darkness got swallowed. His cries went unheard beneath all the shouts Of the souls on the streets... Who'd been chewed and spit out. A bobble head brother with a ghostly complexion Gasped for air as he smothered beneath self rejection. We tried to throw off the blanket, too heavy to heft I tried to reach out and yank it... But nothing was left. Just the husk of a soul that got washed away in its tears. A human cicada... at seventeen years. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
What do they know, when so young... only a tortured soul. Well written, Larry. Thank you for the eye-opener. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
The kind of tragic "story" that rips one's heart out! You told it well. In actuality, I was singing this 'ballad' as if I were Johnny Cash. XO EA |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Why, at that bright side of twenty, those great times of good and plenty you find a child who grew crooked instead of true remember, he was recorded filed and left himself alone.  |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
Our babies are so restless. Looking for something unable to find. Only finding more young in the same state of mind. Looking for something and unable to grasp that elusive thread of beauty. Also I wrote a poem called NO VICTOR to go with your poem TO THE VICTOR. You gave me an idea and so I went with it. Hugs BonBon  |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Uriah A river of tears And so many beers [This message has been edited by Seymour Tabin (09-04-2006 10:37 PM).] |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
I've wept for you, and with you 3 times this day. Pain greets pain with salty fury. Sandra |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada |
Day turns to night and night turned to Lee, with the eyes of a shark in a dark dead sea. When he was a child it filled him with fright. He must have known then... He'd fall in love with its bite. Your writing is beautiful in such a tragic way. This was absolutely wonderful. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
excellent Uriah... |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
there were so many excellent lines in here, I wanted to high light every single one... mezmorizing write/right.... well structured and so so true.... |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Oh wow.....just plain, old-fashioned WOW! This one hits close to home for a lot of us, I'm afraid. Wow anyway. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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