Story of lustful infancy, and owls light the way.

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by ReadyForAction, Sep 11, 2007.

  1. ReadyForAction

    ReadyForAction Member

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    Black
    Lines
    Cross
    The poor boys face
    Smug
    Tired
    Independent
    He shines
    Prophet
    Sailor
    Poet
    He tries
    Clear
    Blue
    Sky
    He sees
    Boundary
    Barrier
    Stem
    He has none
    Smoke
    Rise
    Night
    He wants
    Trust
    Lust
    Freedom
    He needs
    Love
    Acceptance
    Peace
    He heeds
    Words
    Stories
    Women
    He has none
    Lost
    Gone
    Away

    This is the story of his life
     
    ReadyForAction, Sep 11, 2007
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  3. blackheartbitch

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    pretty good. simple and catchy. im guessing this is about yourself?
     
    blackheartbitch, Sep 11, 2007
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