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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required use ... choose ... the hues of blues blacks, whites - news a day-old bruise that lies like torment under the skin, thin, to squirm and tickle itching, twitching to send you the fickle reminder the daily, hourly, minute-by-damn-minute message vestiges of the mistake you'll never take back slack, the bad choices - echoes of voices the Rolls Royces of demons to flood your veins ease your bone-dry pains, rife, (this is life?!?) set the sloshy, gelatinous matter of your brains to a new standard ... a new faith, (the wry wraith) tiny, briny monsters that ride your cells find you fresh hells, ring your blasted body-bells course, hot, through coarse arteries (hit me up harder, please), pound you to mush, (hush - listen!) so glisten the deeds and honors and accomplishments not worth the flush of a handle - don't let the candle burn out! the shout of orange, crushed powder in your palm melted warm to sing tender crimes to your blood a flood of slap-happy crap to drip from your marrow the chemical arrow that pierces your heart with the sweetest of lies writhes with its blight - wraps you tight for flight an all-time height for wretches pulls and stretches your life to thin threads seeks naught but heads on its pointy poisoned pike the dark, deep, burning kiss of bliss this non-stop, one-way custom coach to Oblivion ... womb to tomb taste the sweet tongue of Doom ... and smile. * THIRD PLACE in the "Quick Fire Rapid Rhyme" Poetry Contest, Brenda Chiri, Sponsor. *
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