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A Poem (Free verse) by BigB

Slowly he turned, He walked a few paces back to the tree, and lay down in its shade. His mind a blank, Knew all he had was lost. He was satisfied enough to let the ground engulf him, Swallow him to the eternal blackness. The branches hung limply over him, And wept their tears of blood.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 11-Sep-04/7:58 AM
You've got a nerve, Dovina. After all the misery your mindlessly verbose style has caused, you still insist on spuming out convoluted interpretations of what was, and always will be, a sentence that went totally tits-up. I can honestly say that in all my years of poemeranking I have never met anyone who went through life with as much prudish disgredard for the thoughts and feelings of others as you. You're a disgrace, and I don't want to look at you for another minute.




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