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You’re abusing your eyes again
Staring at photos
Of the body you entered
For so many seasons
And the woman you once loved
Is asleep to the radio
In the car of a artist
Who snows on her body
The fit and the fury of
A blizzard so vile
Makes you shudder and sweat
In the sheets that your mother bought
Indentions and rivets
Of something that should’ve been
Haunts you much worse than
The hate of your father
And outside your window
The children will wander
With eyes made of rubies
Ripe for the harvest

i dig that.

Damn.

crofty wrote:i dig that.

thanks .

The last 2 lines were awesome. Well I mean the whole thing was cool but I like those last 2 lines.

deep. and i like it.

thanks for reading it guys.

damn that was awesome.

i was hearing chords in my head while i was reading it. it would be awesome put to music.

yea, that was pretty cool. I think hearing it, either set to music, or just spoken would make it come to life. when I read it, it's just like a run on sentence. =P

but that's also kind of cool in a way.

ts'aight, but needs more cleavage.

Its, like, about the relationship, I suppose.
Very intense, I like it.

(not much of a poem fan,but this is nice,passionate,in a strange way,if I can say so)

very good indeed.

aw thanks d00ds.