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the ground under my feet is moist ,not wet . running from everything as if blood on the step , crazing around with no purpose or pose kneeling on down by your toes , i see murder , i see blood and most i see is understood. rage ,not anger is felt . pain not creed is dealt, grief not lose for things that i wish id done but never could stand on that ground with wet mud.ground
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- jenifer
- alert but not enough sleep . hope my poems please thee.
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09-08-2009
- i enjoyed this one. in a way of idk ne more. but it's not a bad poem. keep writing, tho with 70+ poems i dont see u stopping ne time soon
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11/03/2011
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08-09-2009
- amazin i cant say it enough i am inspired it show the darkness within the pashion and feelin from things unseen if i were to say what i mean it makes me feel like im in a dream
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06-07-2009
- While reading this poem this reader was tenuous at every turn. It is things like, "crazing around" "pose kneeling" these are surprising images that have you desiring the next step despite what may be beyond the corner. There is no preaching here, just fresh and disturbing images. Would I read this again. You bet I will return to read this one again.
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11/03/2011
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