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Published: 2012-07-25 02:57:36 +0000 UTC; Views: 106; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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Description The sticks intertwine,
two at a time,
two-hundred at a time.

My brain is squeezed
my head feels diseased,
as I scream out for help.

My flowing red locks,
cover my body,
I try to shake myself awake.

In the distance,
my name is called,
but I am falling.

My eyes will not open,
and my head becomes broke,
my lashes are fangs.

I scream louder,
like thunder,
heard by a muffled voice.

I shake harder,
is it my father?
no, it is not.

At last,
my eyes flutter open,
and the world is ashen.

A light is in front of me,
it's white, green, and lovely,
as I see a face,
a face that brought me into this world.
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Comments: 6

UnderTheJackpine [2012-10-13 19:50:53 +0000 UTC]

I know nothing about poetry, but this one is my favourite of the ones you have here. Nice work

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babynips99 In reply to UnderTheJackpine [2012-10-13 20:00:44 +0000 UTC]

thank you this is probably my favorite

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UnderTheJackpine In reply to babynips99 [2012-10-13 20:01:45 +0000 UTC]

You're welcome, keep up the great work!

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babynips99 In reply to UnderTheJackpine [2012-10-13 20:16:20 +0000 UTC]

i will

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Slug22 [2012-10-12 18:46:10 +0000 UTC]

You write... so mysteriously as if you are challenging the reader. Sometimes I think that you enjoy leading people to an untrue conclusion if only because it amuses you or heightens the mystery.
I like your styles... although you could be a professional writer trying to ridicule the rest of us and this... I see things that describe the experience of being born and yet there are parts that are more cryptic or maybe just on a different level to me.
Whatever it is....keep going

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babynips99 In reply to Slug22 [2012-10-12 23:07:37 +0000 UTC]

thank you!

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