(... go to sleep, baby...)
She is the perfect specimen
Years from now
Scientists will steal her curly locks
And attempt to replicate
Her scent
And you will be the authority
And I might die at your feet
(... I'll do the rest...)
Author notes
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A contest entry
- cinders. by girl shaman.
400 points, ended November 18, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Tell me honestly what you think, please.
Comments
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Oh Wow
Oh it is hard to think that when one passes that authority will try to find new discovery of man kind. Oh so sad to cut off those precious curls. This poem just broke my heart yet I understand science trying to further their knowledge to help others. The flow and deep meaning of your poem should do well in this contest, for it does seem to go with what they are asking for. Best wishes in the contest.
Thank you for sharing your poetry with me!!
Blessings,
Kelle Marie
ps( thank you for commenting on my poem for I'm trying to get caught up)
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