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7/4/2013 11:40:18 AM
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the Squid was haunted by its fears,
day and night were consumed within his grasp,
He Pondered what would happen if the Sky,
Took a form of its own, and then it hit him.
The molecules from the dark bottomless pit
layed the sky keeper that kept his books for
all to see, until the Squid returns to finish the
deed.
English
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I was with you up until the last three sentences.
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Is there a meaning?
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No... But my other poems do!
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You should post one in the Writers Corner, for we, the public, to tear apart.
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Where's the writers section ? (-:
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Type 'writers corner' into the searchbar.
