digital fiction Posted December 12, 2004 Share Posted December 12, 2004 Its not finished, only a draft but still here it is... ive one friend (friend) the cold rain (rain) it wont mend (mend) the pain (pain) but it touches (touches) all my hope (hope) it clutches (clutches) all my gloat (gloat) ...my hunt (yeah) so, stop my stare (stare) stop my breath (breath) my mind; it flares (flares) just take my death (death) so jump and fly (fly) with perhaps a smile (smile) before i die (die) without the denile (denile) ...my hunt (yeah) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rock_Sean Posted December 12, 2004 Share Posted December 12, 2004 Your poem was really gr8 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
digital fiction Posted December 12, 2004 Author Share Posted December 12, 2004 Why thank you for the comment - I appreciate it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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