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Tonight,
amid the lights of the city,
the trains,
and the fireflies-
a light in the sky
will go
out
.
Watching, I wonder if I
am the only one to wonder
why Mark
is such a whiny bitchwhore of a manthing.
Banjos rule. *runs*
amid the lights of the city,
the trains,
and the fireflies-
a light in the sky
will go
out
.
Watching, I wonder if I
am the only one to wonder
why Mark
is such a whiny bitchwhore of a manthing.
Banjos rule. *runs*
I thought a lot about what Mark said. Then I thought 'fuck 'im'.
You know the drill; read it slowwwwly.
You know the drill; read it slowwwwly.
© 2004 - 2024 pachunka
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My thoughts of a poet: A poet is an artist, and has a certain gift, and earns words that tell his story without being straightforward, and leaving the mystery. The beginning of this could be finished off beautifully, but while reading your writing, I know that you have a gift, and there is no need for such simple-minded words.
I am, however, amused at the fact that I did read this very slowly, even at the end
I am, however, amused at the fact that I did read this very slowly, even at the end