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Surounding all the ground around me,
there's this holy crow above me.
Black as our second sun.
I stick my hand into th shadow.
I pull the peces form the sand,
and try to at atempt to reasemple.
Sugest who i might have been.
I do not reconize the vecial,
but the eyes look so familer.
Iike phosphorous in desert buttons.
Singing one familer song.
- by Black Tail Aiko |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/25/2009 |
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- Title: "no title"
- Artist: Black Tail Aiko
- Description: i was in a blue mood with no hope and desided to write about it
- Date: 03/25/2009
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Miekka Kuoleman - 03/29/2009
- you have a way with how you worded this i liked it. i have know idea what all it's about except that you were having a bad day. perhaps give it a title that might make it a bit more obvious unless you meant for it to be that way.
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- sorrow_angel20 - 03/28/2009
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i like it it conects with the reader
if they know wat ur talking about but i really enjoyed
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- Ninja Scarch 14 - 03/26/2009
- What is it suposed to mean?
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