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 Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:08 pm
Smile, I smile till it hurts
I smile till the tears, once held in by that feeling of being watched
ran freely down my cheeks like a river down a fleshy mountain side.
I smiled till I thought the muscles in my face were going to constrict until they burst causing a permanent frown
I smiled till a frog found my throat a warm abode, and birthed a family which grew to its fullest.
I smiled, then I laughed.
And I laughed a laugh that at first sounded like a gasp for air,
until my voice gave it body, and the characteristics of a banshee screaming
sending shock, and shutters down the spines of every one around me.
Their stairs, like daggers, bounced off my callused body.
As I, unfazed, delivered my unrest to the community.
This community of wolves and vultures that pack together and pick at the remains of the dying man.
Bemused by sickness and hysteria, as I catch my breath, in stitches I stair,
At the wounded bloodied men that start to smile.
Woe is the man…who cannot laugh at his own blood.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:26 pm
It's a good poem. The last few lines reminds me of a psychotic person for some reason. XD
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:32 pm
machine of life vincent It's a good poem. The last few lines reminds me of a psychotic person for some reason. XD thank you biggrin
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 4:25 pm
I love the metaphors and personifications used, very imaginative. 3nodding
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Le Duke of Undertaker Vice Captain
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