Little,
Maggots sink,
Their teeth into my brain,
Then squeeze my horrors until they're
real.
Author notes
Ok...whenever I dream all my thoughts that i dont even know about become real and then when i wake up i have all these memories about my life i really didnt want to know.
A contest entry
- What We Feel by alyssaxo.
450 points, ended May 23, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Short Poems by Pollycheck.
450 points, ended May 26, 2008, 179 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Does this make sense? You might have to read my notes to make sense of it...
Comments
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Thank you for entering my short poems contest. This may be your dreams, but it is just not my kind of poem. Sorry, but it is well written.
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It's an interesting write, but I liked it. Originality is something I love, & you've definately got it. Thank you for entering.
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OMG. ahhhh thats scaring me!! i hate maggots.. but i dont know, but i think i kinda understand.. but i mean the poem, it was just WOW. geeeshhh. it was AWESOME! im just green(:
hope your okay hun xxx
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