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The thought of opening up makes me paralytic
With spikes outside feeling almost magnetic
The ebb and flow, I can't seem to digest it
Away from what I know, I won't invest a split
Still reeling back from a long-ago hit
Although there is one thing I feel I must admit
I pulled the trigger and I took the punch
I steamed my self and served me up for lunch
Still amongst my garnish I did hide much
So spikes of my own you did unknowing munch
Then you did speak with your bleeding gums
As I counted up the increasingly forgotten sums
Now I stand here holding twice the cards
Left in the shadows where you thought to discard.
- by FilloryFoxDragon |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/13/2010 |
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- Title: Fear, and a Plan
- Artist: FilloryFoxDragon
- Description: Just something I honestly kinda made up in the entry form as I went along, but that's how all my poetry comes to me. An emotion blossoms into a rhyme, and from that sprout I water it with time, and as the words from me did flow, we both can see what writing did grow!
- Date: 04/13/2010
- Tags: typing text freestyle
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- Pure_Celestial_Snow - 03/28/2012
- a little unclear. but i can relate and you did a good job. smile
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