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Fallen and Pounded (Against the Rocks)
By Perkele
I walked out
Onto a glass bridge
Engineered
With sure hands
Marveled at my
Genius
Marveled at the
Cracks spreading
I treaded over
The raging rapids
An
aggregation
Of pounding rocks
Marveled at its
Beauty
Marveled at the
Passion flowing
Will you mourn
Or
Just pass
on by
The crumpled body
The bloodied dignity
What is left of me
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Copyright 2011 Perkele
Published on Thursday, February 3, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
I lost more that I ever thought I ever would...I miss youAwards
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On Monday, May 16, 2011, Ladyhawke
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wrote:
This is trully a work of beuty. Its a shame that it had to written for a reason so unfortunate. The first verse tho, thats wat called to me more than anything else. A real work of art. Thanks for sharing tho. I just recently felt the same emotions, and it messes with your mind and body to an unimaginable degree. im so sorry for your loss. . .
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A former member wrote:
good poem
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