Casual Diamond


The Missing Of One - Poem by Casual Diamond

Sick in pit of stomach, sick
Thick thoughts of trips gone so quick
Photo trick, when album flicked
Sit n flick, bit by bit
Brick by brick memories flit
Only Good times tick, not kick n kick
Grap my kit, snap out of it
No longer need this shit.


Comments about The Missing Of One by Casual Diamond

  • Rookie - 3 Points Original Unknown Girl (4/21/2008 7:44:00 AM)

    Just come back to this, meant to say before, superb use of assonance here. Well done. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 3 Points Original Unknown Girl (4/16/2008 10:28:00 AM)

    Ooh... heavy one! Powerful stuff. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Eldin Van Der Walt (4/16/2008 10:20:00 AM)

    If we could let go of the bad ones.... Nice write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 24, 2008


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