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Beachy head (Free verse) by Mr Pig
Tyre tracks end at the cliff edge. Sneaker prints in the kaolin, so many footprints. But these were not carried by Christ, they were pushed by lack of faith. An eerie solitude breaks, from crying winds which carry foam from the mouth of the sea, Spit from mouths of the damned, islands of the deepest blue, In the mainland of the abyss. They fell 500 feet. From ochre cliffs through skin of water. Ending their lives, beginning death. Five hundred feet on to jagged rocks, such valour in so called cowardice.

Up the ladder: Black Love
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Arithmetic Mean: 6.25
Weighted score: 5.1490035
Overall Rank: 5335
Posted: October 28, 2004 3:34 AM PDT; Last modified: October 28, 2004 3:34 AM PDT
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[9] INTRANSIT @ 205.188.116.67 | 29-Oct-04/2:38 PM | Reply
This defies standard suicidal parameters. Particularly the -many footpritnts. I think I've heard skin of water somewhere. Um, Blend the first stanza, 'liminate
the -but-. I honestly don't know the first thing about using line breaks, but for some reason I don't like the way this is laid out.

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