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I'M Never Greeted.

Dead dried leaves, and i bleed for reasons unknown, I'm the last breath your life receives. No king will fill the high throne. And once again my chromosomes make me gasp alone. Only mortals seems to bleed.. Allergens leave me allergic to substance, So i tread water 3 inches deep, Condensation helps me breathe for energy in present tense. But ankle deep health doesn't seem to seep. Bandages don't seem to protect, Just cover and help with a clean conscience, Damages stay available to the weakness of death. Life stays unchanging but never constant. Dinky and fragile things seems needed, But i wallop in double negatives, freely flowing, Confused faces welcome me to the stage but I'm never greeted. Not even a thousand breaths can detour my constant blowing.

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Angela G

Date: 9/14/2009 12:43:00 PM

PART 2 of 2 COMMENTS>>"The bandages don't seem to protect" You got that right....ahhhhh did you ever get that RIGHT. "dink and Fragile things seem needed" (like being on friends lists?) "confused faces welcome me" wooooow AND the last line WOW WOW! I TOTALLY feel this poem. I have disected every word in sequence and There was no way I could comment on the blog so i commented here. I get it COMPLETELY. I agree COMPLETELY and I can actually feel like I am your inspiration for this piece!

Angela G

Date: 9/14/2009 12:42:00 PM

PART 1 of 2 comments>>If I had to guess I would say this is from our convo the other night. "no king will fill the high throne" (aka all those others can never be u) & once again your amazed at how you affect others. The second stanza to me decribes your relationship with *ehem* someone and how unfullfilling it is....its just not enough. protect"