no title...doesn't matter

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by inbloom, Aug 14, 2005.

  1. inbloom

    inbloom as the crow flies...

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    i don't fuckin know where this came from, or what it is. i just wrote it.

    The blood started to flow,
    when you punched me in the mouth.
    And when I kneed you in the stomach,
    I saw you double over and start to cough
    and gag, and I laughed and sang sweet
    victory notes that I annunciated with my
    tounge on each word. Spit blood into
    the grass while I stood over you
    and then you took out my legs by
    surprise, and I cracked my head
    on the fence as I fell. The world
    melted together with orange, green,
    and red, everything was fading
    as my eyes rolled back in my head.
    You got up to leave as I layed
    losing consciousness, but you
    turned around first to me to
    start to suggest, and just as
    your vocal chords hummed out
    the first note, you fell to
    the ground, dead of a stroke.
     
  2. saffronfrancisburnet

    saffronfrancisburnet Member

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    ouch...

    very colourful life...
    actions reactions...

    this is a great piece about all that accurs
    what ever the situation, nature human actions and so on....
    to me anyway...

    lovenpeace from saff
     
  3. inbloom

    inbloom as the crow flies...

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    thank you, very much. i'm so glad you replied. :)
     
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