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memory (Free verse) by Goose Sleep is elusive but
thoughts are inclusive
and contain everything
the pain
the stain
the sound of the rain on the roof
the night I became
never the same again
Up the ladder:
My Mamma's Hands
Down the ladder:
April Showers
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Posted: November 26, 2002 3:43 PM PST; Last modified: November 26, 2002 3:43 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0454545 Overall Rank: 6962 Comments:
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==Doylum @ 213.122.45.209
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26-Nov-02/4:18 PM
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some days it really isn't worth chewing through the leather straps
bites. hard. and that's good. have an 8
Yhis would be an excellent chorus, sell it to Alanis Morissette - Nice one Goose, 8 for a song 6 for a poem so heres a 7
Short and to the point and hard hitting. Good Stuff.
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