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Late Break (Other) by MacFrantic I don't think
a poet anymore
I want to be
I don't think
over this and that
I want to cry
I'm tired
I'm disappointed
I'm nauseous with worry
I don't know if
much as I should
I love you as
I don't know if
what you're saying
I will ever hear
I'll lie
I'll deconstruct
I'll leave you in the rain
Up the ladder:
Mystery Stranger
Down the ladder:
The Rose
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Posted: June 22, 2006 6:22 PM PDT; Last modified: June 22, 2006 6:22 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.9525743 Overall Rank: 8801 Comments:
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Ranger @ 81.152.176.220
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28-Jun-06/2:29 PM
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Other than 'deconstruct' this is excellent. Very tidy indeed.
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MacFrantic @ 71.208.115.199
> Ranger
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28-Jun-06/7:33 PM
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I rather liked 'deconstruct,' as it lent itself well to the structure. Thank you very much.
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Ranger @ 86.131.51.97
> MacFrantic
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1-Jul-06/12:02 AM
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I get what you mean, it has never been a word to appeal to me poetically though. But, as lots of people say, each to their own.
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