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    dots Submission Name: Fucking Killing Youdots

    Author: monad
    ASL Info:    64/M/California
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 1092/410/117
    Words: 155
    Class/Type: Poetry/Venting
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       this poem saddens me but I try to face it bravely

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    dotsFucking Killing Youdots

    Before I learned of killings due
    I used to dream of killing you
    Late at night I'd study blues
    Wade the trial and think of you

    To stand the lie and say good by
    In what it means to you to try
    But I have finally learned to fly
    And so to say it's in you die

    And so I buy and learn to cry
    It's you I see in times gone by
    Because I know it's you to try
    Fucking killing you did high

    And if I die before I file
    I'll know it did for me to wile
    Because I can I want to dial
    But now is but to say of vial

    Sometimes when I think of how
    I dream I'm like the sacred cow
    The plague of life's intrinsic row
    The dream it brings to me of foul

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      Before I learned of killings due
    I used to dream of killing you


    | Posted on 2014-05-26 00:00:00 | by kase | [ Reply to This ]
      i wonder what the tax is on murder and/or suicide.

    the rhyme scheme is good in here..a couple spots felt a bit awkward and forced, but generally this reads smooth...like the stream of thoughts about killing this person or thing that is bothersome...

    more like i killed you in my dreams, wish i could in real life...but maybe we are just talking about killing the thought of you, because your memory still haunts me...

    and keeps coming up...like taxes every year...nothing so certain..death and taxes...

    interesting piece to ponder, Bruce.

    | Posted on 2011-03-08 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      I like this somehow it makes me think of quarterly taxes and the last time I was audited
    | Posted on 2010-11-28 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ]

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