Monday, August 12, 2013

My Poison Comments

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Here we stand, in the palm of nature's hand
Our love like a rock turns to a grain of sand
Piece by piece our limbs are thrown around
But eventually, everything comes crashing to the ground
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Nicole Wood
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Adeline Foster 22 August 2013

Whether the potion or the vine these line fit well. Read mine – Woman’s Lot – Adeline

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Deepak Sawhney 12 August 2013

The ultimate cure...the source of the poison. What causes agony, also gives solace. Nicely summed up. Thanks for the share.

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Sina Farajzadeh 12 August 2013

Well, this is a deep poem in my point of view. I know there are psychological novels. I guess here I read a psychological poem. Thanks for sharing. I think I'm the first person who sees yourt poems. How nice it is. hehe.

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