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Cold Nights In Ohio (Free verse) by Fear of Garbage Sometimes my house is quite cold. It is becasue
I live quietly, in Ohio, with room in my heart to spare.
The chairs are quiet. I hold no hostage there.
Sometimes the cold grabs me, takes me
By the shoulders, and shakes, shakes me till I weep.
I'm out, out! Only by the death of sleep.
Up the ladder:
The Golden Rule
Down the ladder:
Indianapolis Since
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Posted: August 20, 2004 8:45 AM PDT; Last modified: August 20, 2004 8:45 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.089402 Overall Rank: 6335 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.130.62.63
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21-Aug-04/3:07 PM
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What? Move.
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