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One-line Poetry Competition! (4)
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Fourth set!
Here verandahs lie hot with bladed leaves covering their backs, the cool gums brushing paint.
2
8%
when we ended illustrating our bodies with graffiti unfinished
2
8%
I painted with the colours of the wind and ended up having crayola blown in my face.
4
15%
so drink up, because your liquid liberation is my anchor.
3
12%
It's funny how sickness seeps into the body.
2
8%
Nobody knows why time stops while in pain
2
8%
Vivid images of pain washed in through a river of blood
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8%
Slipping the burning rage, while sipping at the cold drink.
2
8%
But only half crystallized into memories
3
12%
Time is frozen motion, yet memories dance no longer.
4
15%
Total votes : 26
Adnamarine
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Wed May 07, 2014 1:32 am
Adnamarine
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Wed May 07, 2014 1:32 am
Bear with me here, I know this is a lot...
"Half the time the poem writes me." ~Meshugenah
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