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The Road Pierced the Jungle

The road pierced the jungle The wild thorn pierced my heel The cold pierced my skull bone Eyes pierced the darkness-chill A piercing cry I stopped short Began to pierce through the bush An arrow pierced my heart O hell my piercing consort Pierced - Poetry Contest Sponsor rob carmack Syllable count> 7/7/7/7/7/7/7/7

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Date: 3/2/2015 11:15:00 AM
Do you ever feel like a pincushion? Quite a piercing poem.
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Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
Date: 3/2/2015 11:25:00 AM
HAHAHA MLK well said "a piercing poem" indeed.Love

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