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    dots Submission Name: something wrong with me?dots
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    Author: draconus
    ASL Info:    23/MALE/UK
    Elite Ratio:    1.89 - 49/101/59
    Words: 67
    Class/Type: Poetry/Friendship
    Total Views: 652
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    Bytes: 450



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       have you ever felt followed? have you ever spoken to thin air? thats what this is about


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    dotssomething wrong with me?dots
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    someone
    is watching me!
    i feel their glare
    as i walk the blackened streets

    sometimes
    i talk to them.
    it happens as the
    wind blows in the cloudless sky

    somewhere
    there is a wolf howling to the moon
    i hear his voice screaming to me
    for food and drink

    somehow
    i'll find him
    and repay him
    for bringing me back to earth




    Submitted on 2008-03-28 16:28:01     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      The first several stanzas gets a hold of the reader and takes them on a journey and its frantic pace culminates in the last stanza - my favourite is the last line which pegs the reader firmly back on their feet after that wild ride. Thanks for sharing.
    | Posted on 2009-03-27 00:00:00 | by CrypticBard | [ Reply to This ]


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