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Its Blue (Free verse) by aurora I wonder why you can't
Touch the sky
And why is it blue
Or do you just imagine that too?
I guess its like life
Is it real or do you just halucinate
Cause i think I am
My life is not real
And i dont understand
I want to know
Where people go
Or do you just imagine that too
It must be like the sky.
Imagining its Blue.
Up the ladder:
shadows of love
Down the ladder:
Reminders...
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 4.6
Posted: July 2, 2003 4:32 PM PDT; Last modified: July 3, 2003 8:43 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.9523187 Overall Rank: 8943 Comments:
try trippin on shrooms
i've never tried it but i've heard it will change colors
a tad meaningless
nice poetic style though
eifel 65
or watever that nasty euro techno trash band comes to mind :( bad thoughts yet pleasant poetry i'm torn
No, she didn't breast feed me, she did giving birth.
Sorry
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Wow man... That good glue
Will you light my balls on fire
Do it for the Sky!
"horus8' - why don't you find something useful to do? Ever try being nice? Didn't your Mama breast feed you?
If you think this is a poem, on a beginners level you're right.
I wouldn't touch my mothers tit with your mouth Margaret so go fuck a Volkswagon, trunk rat.
I happen to be very nice. Charming actually, would you like to see me be a gentleman?