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Embedded

Size me up
Sew me shut
Break all of the blades of grass
under your foot
Throw me down
But do I make a sound
Whisper in all your ears
Nobody hears
Closed tight between the pages
Accidentally there; we wonder why
The image saved and ageless
But no soul left to thrive

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davoc commented on Embedded

07-08-2009

You said alot in a few lines that's not easy. Another good one!

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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