Drip, Drip

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  • Death

    Drip, Drip
    Drip, drip is the sound of my tears

    When you lived out my fears

    Drip, drip is the sound of your blood

    Before your body made that thud



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    tmillander commented on Drip, Drip

    02-19-2009

    i eel this is n unfinished work..you long to stay more. I will continue to look the completed version
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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