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a poem i once heard...

DarkStarDarkStar Posts: 734
edited August 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
fire...

when you touch it...

it's hot.
And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky....
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    setaside2setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    frozen metal...

    when you lick it...


    you stick.


    Ahhhh sensible poetry.. how.. profound.
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
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    nocode198nocode198 Posts: 125
    yes, yes that is true.
    'Fox hunting is barbaric, the people who do it are a bunch of snobby tories with stupid posh accents. Oh damn, i didn't say that - damn, what a giveaway...'
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    windedsailorwindedsailor Posts: 98
    does a bear shit in the woods,
    when a tree falls?
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    ShynerShyner Posts: 1,226
    Im in the fire still im so cold
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