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Sense {non} (Free verse) by Skamper
If hearts can be pounding, chasing blood to outer reaches- how can legs now feel so weak.. -and tell me- where does the aching -go- when your hand brushes past the wetness of my cheek If questions were never shared and hearts always spared? Would the pain be directed or somewhat deflected by the ice residing in my veins

Down the ladder: Post-mortem

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.0
Weighted score: 5.0474257
Overall Rank: 6950
Posted: April 20, 2014 12:52 AM PDT; Last modified: April 20, 2014 12:52 AM PDT
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[6] nentwined @ ::1 | 30-Jan-15/1:39 PM | Reply
the second stanza is your poem. drop the rest. maybe explore that more, or maybe don't. 6 for the poem as whole.
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