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Showmanship September 30, 2013

Posted by findingherforte in poetry.
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Everything is dying
piles and piles of
colorful, crunchy corpses
litter the streets
It’s chaos
In the dark, when
dead things are hard
to forget
they are washed away,
pushed aside so that we may get on
with our daily routines
death lingering only in
our peripheral
and easily ignored

But if you ask me,
the pinks and blues
to come
are nothing compared
to a last minute attempt
at showmanship

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1. 1Heartbeat@atime - September 30, 2013

Like a phoenix from the ashes of fall the spring arises. Nice job pooh Bear

findingherforte - October 1, 2013

Thanks Papa :)

2. justdeella - September 30, 2013

I love this, truly beautiful. (:

findingherforte - October 1, 2013

Thank you! It sort of came outta no where! :)


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