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Kayliegh_May
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Plans we had of some days and one days,
we were only fools stuck in lovers ways,
leaves died around us, falling so quick,
we laid ourselves down and became so sick,
the rain trailed down in a million freezing strands,
we just laid there and laughed - holding hands,
our blood burning up as the puddles began to rise,
the clouds blocking the heavens from our souls silent cries,
our hearts heavy thumping drowning out the violent sky,
if this night were to end we surely would die.

-KTCM



Burning Fragile Hearts
My poetry, rants, ect. are here.
http://www.tumblr.com/tumblelog/burningfragilehearts

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Wow!! I like the whole thing except the first line.
That was really far out as us ole farts would say!!


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Annette_Diaz
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I really like this, the whole thing was beautiful


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Kayliegh_May
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Thanks heh. It's a bit old but it's def the piece I'm most proud of.


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Wow... That was good. I wanted to post a short little poem I wrote a while back but now I kinda don't want to.


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Kayliegh_May
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Nah go for it. All art is beautiful. =3


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i like this one XD
it flowed very well


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Kayliegh_May
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Thanks a bunch, also I just read your King of the Hill yesterday but had to get off before I had the chance to say I enjoyed it. =3 Keep up the good work.


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Kayliegh_May
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Obviously I meant King of Playground and not the television show. Doh. xP


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i got that lol don't worry


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Kayliegh_May
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Good, heh, I still feel like a dumbass though xP


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Struggling through the crowd. A push here, a shove there.
The crowd pulses like a Beating Heart.
In.
Out.
It keeps throbbing, pulsing.
It moves with the music of the city.
In.
Out.
This crowd is different, this group, is altered.
It moves to a different kind of music.
In.
Out.


Also, King of the Hill. Teehee.


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@jason... i like this, kool.


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