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conversations #38


Author: blackbird
ASL Info:    31/male/reykjavik iceland
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Words: 56
Class/Type: Poetry /Serious
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conversations #38



now the drunk girls

tease (my darker side)



an old man (keeps resurfacing)

looking for attention.

(when i write.)



sugarcoating (dark clouds)

their voices (have moved in.)



and flirting meanly

(there may be no hope.)

because there is no hope.




Submitted on 2011-02-07 17:10:40     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Ha, I enjoyed the pub atmosphere this poem has. Good one.
| Posted on 2016-10-21 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]


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