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i like the crisp endings. (Free verse) by calliope
dead set turn-around, cancerous apology, one more scary sound, death saves an embrace for me. chest-pain circumvents the moment of least relevance. two more shallow, hurried breaths. one more word to call my last. all that she would ever ask is that i leave my head upright so she can kiss my corpse goodnight without the need to stoop again.

Up the ladder: the battle for troy
Down the ladder: The Pedestal

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.2
Weighted score: 4.904638
Overall Rank: 9834
Posted: November 3, 2003 11:51 PM PST; Last modified: November 3, 2003 11:51 PM PST
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[n/a] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.116.54 | 4-Nov-03/1:27 AM | Reply
On a frigid dank night late last yesterday. I found a gilded net with which I did play. It had a rod iron
handle and a child proof button, and when I smelled
at its sagging pouch I swore I nosed mutton. Shrugging
my jaundice bare shoulders I set out to trap as many nuts as might I could from inside out of your crap.
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