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Free verse № 28808

fragment

by nentwined

Member since 2001 · Posted 6 Dec 2002 · 3 comments

a part of me is gone but the pain remains the same another day is lost, bloody grains of sand never quite congealing, rough as death's own beard scraping off my flesh, toying with my fears

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[7] Bachus 6-Dec-02/12:25 PM Reply
i hate that...when that happens.
[n/a] nentwined › Bachus 6-Dec-02/3:50 PM Reply
:heh: what's the beep on the end for? :)
[6] daniella 4-Jun-03/11:03 PM Reply
trim the cadence by breaking these lines in half at the beat point..... or not