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Inbox (Free verse) by Roisin
I want to sit there in your inbox Void, empty and anonymous- unexplained a splinter that you can’t remove A mystery that you did not solve A wound which keeps on growing The self- destruct button waiting to be pressed The source of every one of your woes The cause of your decline And mine. A plug in the tub of your sorrow.

Up the ladder: Charms
Down the ladder: Witch hanging at Dunchurch

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Arithmetic Mean: 3.25
Weighted score: 4.7913947
Overall Rank: 11198
Posted: November 23, 2011 4:43 AM PST; Last modified: November 23, 2011 4:43 AM PST
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[7] Dovina @ 208.127.227.170 | 8-Dec-11/7:44 PM | Reply
I think you are in my inbox right now.
[0] Skamper @ 124.181.76.40 | 9-Jun-12/5:18 AM | Reply
delete all messages
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