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    dots Submission Name: Spiderman/girl ( w/SincerWritinAsh)dots
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    Author: AeThe Lost Poet
    ASL Info:    19/M/DE
    Elite Ratio:    3.6 - 147/184/122
    Words: 231
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Description:
       Me and SincerWritinAsh have been kinda going back and forth writing about this... so we pulled our brains together and i made a verse and she made a verse. of course, i stick to my usual routine of rhyming (but this time, not so obviously in some spots), and she sticks to hers of not, making a contrast i quite enjoyed... oh.. yeah the topic is how we who write are like spiderman/ spidergirl in the sense that we are not always appreciated... but most of you won't need the description to see that... enjoy! deuces...


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    dotsSpiderman/girl ( w/SincerWritinAsh)dots
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    (Me)
    You can't handle the truth
    so they say
    I list many overtly
    and covertly risk
    every free lance drama
    ever written, while bitten by the bug
    that turns me into Spiderman,
    quite a plan.... isn't it?
    "Physically Impossible"
    but it sounds logical
    to those who are knowledgeable
    to those with empowerment
    for instance: I took away
    the rain for the day
    and they ask where the showers went?!

    Oh.. fools oh my
    I sigh in complaint
    do you so rely on my
    every stake
    and claim-
    and blame me
    for villany
    or the very doubt
    that you conceal in me?

    (SincerWritinAsh)
    In all the crowd’s hurrahs
    And the newspapers’ exclamation marks
    The truth is blurred out in exaggerated texts
    And distant photographs
    Of four legged creature scaling
    Concrete and glass.
    All saving the day
    And personal sacrifice
    For the metropolis, for mankind.
    No one pauses.
    Questions .
    What lies behind
    The comic book mask.
    Despite chemical reconstruction,
    Stimulated evolution,
    And unsure biology -

    I am still human.

    Every crime that catches
    The flash of publicity
    Increases the flame
    Of my personal responsibility,
    Whether to protect
    Or you even wonder
    If I were the one to cause the wreck?
    This dithering opinion
    Confuses even myself
    And I am the one aligning
    Myself to sides.
    Please quit, stop-

    Printing.




    Submitted on 2009-04-02 13:43:39     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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