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    dots Submission Name: Bike thiefdots
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    Author: Rue
    ASL Info:    16/F/the dark side
    Elite Ratio:    4.54 - 244/182/44
    Words: 233
    Class/Type: Story/Happy
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       Alright. This one is funny, but it pisses me off a bit because it is kinda one sided, showing my brother before I wrote my other works... the picture is on my shelf though. Green T-shirt and black jeans... running away from the downed huffy bicycle.


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    Whats expression if we never speak,
    I can think but that's it, my mind can't even leak.
    Whats hate if it never thrives?
    Whats love if it wont just die?

    Pictures reveal that time so fondly,
    You took my bike, no not a Harley,
    The green little thing fresh off training wheels,
    No way in hell could I stay on your heels.

    I grabbed the camera and held it to my eye,
    I knew if I pressed the button youd die.
    You leapt off my bike and stumbled a bit,
    Your black work boots polished with spit.

    You ripped away the camera, but not before the flash,
    But you sure as hell were moving your ass.
    Now I have the picture, up on my shelf,
    You leaping from my bike, nimble as an elf.

    A grin on your face, glint in your eye,
    gallop in your purposeful stride,
    And the last thing I do is hide,
    When you tackled me to the ground,
    We tumbled and rolled around,
    Tickling and laughing without a care,
    Ended up with burdocks in my hair.

    But now its but a memory, of a bicycle thief I loved as my brother.
    To have more of these moments, what should I do?
    Replace you?
    Never, there will simply never be another, who could be as cool as you,
    My one and only brother.




    Submitted on 2004-04-10 22:44:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Photographic evidence is luverly, isn't it? And you know,memories are nice too...::Shifty eyes:: I have a few memories with my brother that are like this. Now hes a cynacal [censored] though. ah well, lovely write. ~Sicobe R. Crow
    | Posted on 2004-04-10 00:00:00 | by Crow | [ Reply to This ]
      LOL!great poem,sounds like you had alot of fun!i liked how there was a deeper,kinda hidden meaning to it,i cant do that.dont stop writing!
    | Posted on 2004-04-10 00:00:00 | by FaerieTale | [ Reply to This ]


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