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Bugger - Poem by bubble rao

Pepsi cans scattered across the lawn,
Moments spread over grass.
The pull of summer,
The push of winter.

And the time for freedom
Slips.
And our prayer melts
Sweeps away dreams
With memories of tomorrow
Old passions rusting behind glass
Expressions of youth,
Waved away

We packed our novels
Said goodbye to ourselves
And left the door burning

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  • (6/7/2011 8:57:00 PM)

    The hard thing about leaving home is that you can't quiet forget those good times you had with your parents. It's hard to leave the people you love, but you need to do your bit in the world so you have to go. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 8, 2011
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