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You is to me as me is to die.
As to who, the ugly disguise.
Me is to drop as you is to fall,
but it will be I who picks up the ball.
As is a million worsds to the sun,
as the tender machines that get the work done.
But me is to life as you are the breath
a general voice pronouncing to death.
- by Icklejabob |
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- | Submitted on 03/19/2009 |
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- Title: You
- Artist: Icklejabob
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A short poem i wrote yesterday about my brother
basically saying he is becoming all the things that i was strong enough to avoid becoming, but thats just a general meaning. theres a lot more to just that - Date: 03/19/2009
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- The_Homicidal_Mad_Hatter - 03/20/2009
- You're poem makes sense. I think this is the best poem I read on here 5/5. People who rate lower are probably simple-minded.
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- Abbygail0810 - 03/20/2009
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@.@ Complicated for me to understand~
But I can sensed the great meaning behind it
and plus, it rhymes! x3 so, 5/5
Keep up the good work :] - Report As Spam