Of The Lower SkiesA Poem by IComeAnonPlagiarized and re-inspired (Note: Not actually plagiarized. It's all original work, just a Frankenstein of older writes of mine.)
As spires conspire
To drain the sky dry Do I desire To hold your lips with mine Tell all your friends you're mine I do As sky scrapers scrape The lower skies naked nape Do I inspire To know your every shape Tell all your friends you're mine I know you want to As I've watched your restless dress Take flight like a blue proud cloud Do I stress and press To bring your body down Tell all your friends you're mine I want you to As I've sat on hills in cold winter chills And kissed thought clouds in dry sky Do I watch the clouds change their shape And bring me right back down Tell all your friends you're mine I want you too.
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1 Review Added on December 13, 2010 Last Updated on December 13, 2010 AuthorIComeAnonLake St. Louis, MOAboutI slide my fist down my throat And grab a fistful of bile. I smear it on paper And people call it beautiful. more..Writing
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