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by Keath Nov 19, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Kilo's of junk Standing along the way It's killing my sleep This melodramatic trunk At pelican's bay You can weep For the last sound Though it doesn't see What live has build Lost on burning ground The night has gone to flee In a stranger's quilt
by Gasttlee
"Lost on burning ground The night has gone to flee In a stranger's quilt" For some reason, these lines hit me the most. Can't quite but my finger on why exactly. The whole poem had a fabulous rhythm, though. 5/5