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    dots Submission Name: 3rd floor and countingdots

    Author: shootingstar
    ASL Info:    22/f/hell
    Elite Ratio:    3.15 - 102/120/21
    Words: 117
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
    Total Views: 2419
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
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       pretty self explanitory. R.I.P. Danny J.
    I blame his alcoholic father who found it more important to be at the bar than to talk to his less than stable son. he was a wonderful talented kid.

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    dots3rd floor and countingdots

    A bitter night calling,
    The window is open.
    3rd floor and counting.

    Blue eyes on fire,
    With deadly desire.
    He sits on the windowsill.
    No one is home.

    10 years of tears,
    Form a pool on the sidewalk.

    Calloused hands gripping,
    Tense....and slipping.
    He clings to the windowsill.
    No one is home.

    Indecision holds tight,
    But fate falls, to sweaty palms.

    The silent stars glisten,
    Who's there to listen?
    Hands slip from the windowsill.
    No one is home.

    Desperate fingers seek a hold,
    Futile and falling.
    3rd floor and counting

    Musician and poet,
    To the few who took notice.
    There's blood on the windowsill.
    No one is home.

    Submitted on 2004-05-19 07:47:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      that is depressing, the description sets the 'scene'. I found this poem to be very good, exept for the rythem which was a little weird.
    | Posted on 2004-05-19 00:00:00 | by whiteshadows | [ Reply to This ]
      Very good, very dramatic, very sad. I think that repeating the title so many times dillutes the effect just a wee bit. Perhaps after using it as the last line in the first stanza you could save it again until the end. I think the first and last places you used the line fit very well.
    | Posted on 2004-05-19 00:00:00 | by Sandburg | [ Reply to This ]

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