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    • fallonbird
    • is estatic that she finished The Reaper Man after not being able to find a way to finish it for months. ^^

    Listen
    Listen closely,
    can you hear them?
    The sobbing and screaming?
    The breaking and ripping?

    Wait a second,
    Can you feel them?
    They're bent and twisted,
    Meshed, shattered and rigid

    Breathe in,
    Can you smell them?
    The putrid fear and anguish?
    The seeping pain and betrayal?

    Do you know that they're here?
    That they can't leave, they're forever trapped?
    They cannot see, they have been blinded
    We'll take their hands and gently guide them...

    Can you hear them now?

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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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    fallonbird’s Poems (26)

    Title Comments Submitted
    Title Comments Submitted
    Bringer of Disaster 0 01/08/2010
    The Reaper Man 0 11/01/2009
    Forced 1 08/05/2009
    On The Ledge 0 07/07/2009
    A fragile hold 0 03/12/2009
    Prey and Predator 0 03/10/2009
    I Care 2 03/10/2009
    Let Me Go 0 03/10/2009
    Lingering 1 03/10/2009
    Nightmare Child 2 03/10/2009
    Numb 0 03/10/2009
    Tears 2 03/10/2009
    The Future 0 03/10/2009
    What Will Become of Me? 1 03/10/2009
    Would You? 2 03/10/2009
    Hoping 0 03/10/2009
    His Suicide 1 03/10/2009
    Goodbyes 1 03/10/2009
    Feeling Stuck 0 03/10/2009
    Eternal Home 0 03/10/2009
    Worth it all 0 03/09/2009
    The Day I loved... 3 03/09/2009
    Listen 0 03/09/2009
    Hold me 0 03/09/2009
    Belief 0 03/09/2009
    Sadistic measurements 0 03/09/2009
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