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heads of babies hung dangling
on the side of the street lights.
eyes of panic
turned in every corner,
breathing out the color of tar
as they screamed words of silence.
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we watched,
as they shriveled into bits of pieces
vanishing into what we
brilliantly call death.
Author notes
the guilt tied to abortion.
In a list
A contest entry
- Abortion; by Naridill.
539 points, ended November 12, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
honest thoughts. thank you
Comments
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I like this. But strangely enough - it's centered. It's got the "wow" but it's all set in that one mood, which I found really irritating in parts. I can't explain it. The language and phrases are stunning, amazing even and yet, together my head says no. Perhaps it was the end. I don't think it feels like an "end".
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ahh, something to work on. thank you
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im sure you wont like my entry in your other contest.lol
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This is... stunning and beautiful. The dark imagery especially in the beginning is gruesome... yet terribly compelling. I love the ending--glorifying the atrocity?--and the beginning just as much.
Best of luck to you in the contest.
~Sparrow
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the first two and last two lines are what helps make this poem astounding, to me. the first two lines had stellar, unique imagery; and the last two lines were very thought provoking
fantastically written!
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thankyou
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Nice take on the prompt. Amazing piece.
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Oooh this gave me chills. Excellently dark.
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this is gloriously morbid. well done! it has a very powerful message
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Oh this is a fantastic piece filled with some damn good imagery. The pain spills through. I love the title. You really need to write more.
Amazingly done my brain pet. 
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ahh thank you
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