Glowing up
Always a round skin
The shining colors round and round
But can you see
How does the shape distort?
Can you walk round and round
On those strings?
Barbed wire and global heating to a 200% percent
Yet you still shine
Like a star flying across the minutes
Do you have to fall?
Is your liquid core
An infected trace of human love
Or a mistake done by the clown?
No need to be cut
Grief and a purse full of stones
Radiate
Like an atom to the core of a poison which won't kill
No need to die
That's not life
But a radiation of how lucky are the zeros
A contest entry
- Enter Whatever. by OurxBeginning.
300 points, ended June 7, 2008, 22 entries
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Comments
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Lots of emotion in this. Very unique and creative, deep and to the point. Unique title as well, but it fits. Thanks for entering and good luck.
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a beautifully written piece that describes the pain perfectly and the questioning of it. such power in your words
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