A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old as we twitch to her lullaby
The scalpel shines in god's sunshine
Street lights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream our god has gone insane
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands into the sun she stares
She feels it die, I heard her cry
Please tell me what you think
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Love the title. Begs to be clicked. Awesome imagery. . but i think it could use a stronger ending. Thanks for sharing
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va
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a very good poem applaud rose
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Eeeeek.
I don't like the way it just cuts off at the end.
Fix it, bitch.
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I really love the imagery
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Intriguing
Wow, the imagery in this was astounding. Brava and thanks for sharing. I enjoyed it very much.
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