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Buzzer blade
Contributed by
b3nnehboi
on
Wednesday, 14th April 2010 @ 03:42:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Leffe bottles complete the ledge
Trees stand surrounded in hedge
Open victim for the crows and rain
Go and drip on the headstone
It’s his fault it exists with pain
He clutches the retro telephone
I warned him to stay away
Buzzer blade for failing to hear-
What I openly say
Screech that comes over the fields
Is it Friday today?
*****, I’ve got blood on my face
Feel his pulse for a dropping pace.
I think she would be happy now
He’s out of the picture right?
It still amazes me how-
I took one tonight.
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b3nnehboi
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2010-04-14 15:42:40] (Date/Time posted on
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