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two one two and fourNov 08 '02 Write an essay on this topic.The Bottom Line Another new poem - thanks Epinions for having these categories! two actors and a nightingale watch as the beautification of forever ends on a saturday as the music grows older bolder and colder its rhymes melting lurid and dripping into a loud sticky paste and you're just standing there breathing air stuck and lost in a foggy haze of lonesome solemn solitude like a trap door on the heart that's fashioned out of either solid steel or some putrefied decaying wood nailed to the heart with rusty bolts and hinges and you'll be there just standing there choking on air two one two and four (c) November 8, 2002, Steven H. Lee |
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