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Illusion (Free verse) by MacFrantic Were you a rose
I would but glance
And take you for a nettle
Surely I would touch
Your breath and
Know you as a kettle
I'd stay the heat
To watch you boil
And bear your stings
To feel you coil
Never more will I become
Your harbinger in red
A poisoned dream in black and white
All nestled in your head
Up the ladder:
the last fight
Down the ladder:
Musings of a Small Child After Saying a Bad Word
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Posted: November 30, 2006 1:57 PM PST; Last modified: November 30, 2006 1:57 PM PSTWeighted score: 4.8102965 Overall Rank: 10977 289 view(s)
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