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Christopher Wingate

Baltimore
Monday, April 18, 2011

Human Nature

My skin is the earth,
Hardened from abuse.

My lips are the wind,
Words breezing past all.

My mind is water,
Vast and transparent.

My eyes are lightning,
Ripping through your clouds.

My heart is the ice,
Frozen yet fragile.

My soul is the flame,
Reckless, consuming.

Body of nature,
I'm separate but whole.
Christopher Wingate
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COMMENTS
Carla Vicknair 19 April 2011
beautiful :) youre very self aware
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Kayla Daley 18 April 2011
i like this it speaks to me a lot good job for an un rymed poem God made us extremely complex just like each element of this world keep writing :)
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