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i hate you grims

I was walking in the woods
A song, A dance
Then wispers

Later on, I heard a noise,
Caliing me in
The time was now

Trees hiss,
The Grim's been here.

I walk away knowing that the boat has sailed,
While this poem means nothing
Remember the words
love, soul, heart, and blood, or a variation of these in it.

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Written April 6th, 2004

A contest entry

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  • xanadu
    May 5, 2004
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    Seamus. I love this. We are, of course, considering as a finalist, because someone who has the nerve to mock our poetry must be damn good himself .

    -Dan