LiquidA Poem by Kaela CravenI saw him In the vision. I saw the vision of mistakes And they were all his. All his. I knew why this was wrong. I knew the reason we cried together In long nights Was his pain taken over by liquid. His pain, his life. Intuition told me Get out now It's not right. It's not pure. He's corrupted by liquid and You have sobriety. Keep your air And let him swim. But I interpreted wrong. I was the victim. I was the liquid.
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Added on January 1, 2009 Last Updated on January 1, 2009 AuthorKaela CravenTucson, AZAbout"Incantations, spells, rituals, what are they? They're poems. So what's a poet? He's a Shaman." "She died laughing. She died in ecstasy. She died with her eyes wide open." Well, if I had to do .. more..Writing
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