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In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado Blue
Last edited by PoetsofBlood 01-30-2010 at 01:17:58 PM |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueI wondered "three of what?", then gazed out the pane. |
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In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueI went outside, and all I could do is stare Last edited by PoetsofBlood 01-30-2010 at 11:41:22 AM |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueOh my God, snow, and debris. A furious beast snapping trees |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueAll of mine are dead as well, there is no power |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueThe onslaught of violence wrought destruction and dread |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueYou could hear in a instance, the whole town crumble |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueDid you hear of any warnings on last nights the news? |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueI got the car radio to work, indicating more |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueWe need to get away from here fast |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueGood luck with that, the roads are ice; we need shelter Last edited by WordSlinger 01-29-2010 at 06:15:03 PM |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueI so scared, I don't know, this is hail yall, it's not snow |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueNow, The sirens work, the mayor is a jerk |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueThey are everywhere, I don’t know where for us to go |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueSo damm beautiful right, but they are destructive? |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueA tornado can hurl, and shred boxcars and trucks |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueI used to have this Oz phobia right, one would take me in the night |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado Blue I once had a cat, that used to hide out under the bed |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueWho cares already, you guys are making me cry |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueThis is really sad that we're going to loose are lives in this storm |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueMr Obama should help little towns, we people are good |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueDo any of you remember what you learned from a tornado drill? |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado Bluetumultuous winds, a funnel shaped hand, |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueAll I remember is, everyone was saying we're all going to die Last edited by WordSlinger 01-29-2010 at 07:42:34 PM |
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RE: In The Darkest Winter Was Night Tornado BlueOne time we had this warning during class, |
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.