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All are welcomed. (Free verse) by darby pyn
Taste like insecurity. smells like sweat the salt mist perforate the sweet of my tongue. why so vague. are the condescending words around your thoughts too transparent to see there meaning beyond interpretation. look past the obvious the answers are there to be dissected and civilized. your personified perfection. read the dictionary are you now enlightened does it make you a better writer or just vane with the introspection that builds arrogance from complexion and sounds so good to the affirmation in your head. little girl lost, puts it to paper, check the spelling. we kill the young and ask why? be a metaphor use the medium blame the dreams we have and never apologize. sterile tips extended from palms anxious and seething. crying, screaming, vent the curriculum braking bones. is pain the only substitute for experience or can I live vicariously through you. saturated in ego and pretense she’s confused and condemned to television.

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.6666665
Weighted score: 4.9602656
Overall Rank: 8562
Posted: August 5, 2005 9:51 AM PDT; Last modified: August 5, 2005 9:51 AM PDT
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[8] Bethy @ | 5-Aug-05/11:44 AM | Reply
Holy had to get me a dictionary for some of them big words...but it works for me...awesome...I think like you just had an insane Bethy:)
[n/a] darby pyn @ > Bethy | 5-Aug-05/9:26 PM | Reply
Thank you Bethy.
always appreciated.
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