Deep-Down, She's Quivering, Waiting For A Soul To Lay In

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By Tim Pozzi

her face like glass spilled to the ground wine that stains taste that contains poison, purging oceans inner turmoil that settles on stagnance precious lies, from her eyes that break like... cold water on the rocks as we wait in watch of these faceless clocks

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April 1, 2007 10:18liberty moon

hmm... i like it

May 18, 2008 20:32Nora Eason

well!1 is all can say.

July 6, 2008 02:55Katelyn7

wow! great describtions!=]

March 23, 2010 21:37angelbaby94

ohhh i don't do i.....well don't take it the wrong way but you got some judging issues if u think like that....first of all i waz jk bc thts my sister so u don't know who i am to be telling me i don't know metaphor or meanging bc i know alot more then u....sorry but yahh.....plz whoever u are just don't be so nasty okk!!!!!! nothin against u.....just sayin....but ur poems r okk i guess!!!!!

March 23, 2010 21:39angelbaby94

blah!! XD lol!!!

March 24, 2010 18:20StarStarlit

A**hole-thnz for dissing my bff/sis AND my poem which i was jk (just kidding, just in case u r so stupid not to kno what that stood for) and thnx for commenting my poem on insanity...God! :-/ i was just joking, but u cant take a joke and laugh-oh watever-u actually remind me of someone, but then he fell to the floor and threw up bc someone found out that he was gay...ttylz...and nice poem btw...ttylz and stop writing bad-if u dont like it, keep ur mother effin mouth shut-thank u and that is all-SMILE x)