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The Days Are Dying (Free verse) by anitawit
(16.12.86) In listless whispers blow the days Their greens are jaded, their blues are gray The sun is stale and burnt 'round the edges Creation is sunk into a mire Of swampy inconsequentiality The days are dying... I fished my man out of this pallid pond -- He was the only fish alive Now, we're both rotting in the sun.

Down the ladder: suck fucker punch

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.3333335
Weighted score: 5.62753
Overall Rank: 2182
Posted: April 21, 2003 10:23 PM PDT; Last modified: April 21, 2003 10:23 PM PDT
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[9] INTRANSIT @ 152.163.204.207 | 22-Apr-03/6:35 AM | Reply
bingo.
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