Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Juggalo4ever, May 8, 2004.

  1. Juggalo4ever

    Juggalo4ever KingoftheChubbyGirls

    A pane of glass
    In perfect form
    Left alone
    To serve it's purpose
    But once the glass breaks
    And becomes free of it's seal
    It's considered dangerous
    And immediately removed
  2. Pablo

    Pablo Member

    so true, i like it
  3. osiris

    osiris Senior Member

    and they would if they could, make us all something so dead, a mere tool for the furthering of their wealth, but we are something more than a raw material, turning abruptly in their hands as they try to handle us, bleeding them, and laughing, beyond the graves of landfills.

    much love :)

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