[untitled]A Poem by AmyOut of the blue raw material, Not yet cut into a shirt, Out of a black coat that hugs a figure That I wish wasn't emphasized, When individual talents are dormant, Comes Humanity? On top of everything that happened before On top of this feeling that may or may not Be unique to me, On top of the fact that the price of copper Is skyrocketing, I still don't even know what to hope for. So now the red silk Hints me in a safer direction With bodies tangled up in it In a blatant expression of sexuality. The black coat gets tighter And the blue cloth remains uncut While I try to figure out What kind of borrowing is stealing Because copper is the rarest of them all. I call heads and hope for tales Because out of every image comes A possibility? © 2008 AmyAuthor's Note
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Added on March 10, 2008 AuthorAmyAboutI'm 17 love writing, and mostly write about my life. My poems mostly reflect thoughts that I have and want to consolidate and my short stories are inspired by random things. I love specific feedback, .. more..Writing
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