Friday, October 14, 2011

Bleed Out Comments

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In the center of my eye's a small guillotine-
See- if you squint, you can sometimes see the frame.
In my brain’s the morgue, where the warm ones brought,
Sans heads, after the foul deed's done.
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Patti Masterman
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Sam Aleks 18 October 2011

a nice dark poem. It seems like it's about regret over disappointing others to me. I enjoyed it.

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Hans Vr 15 October 2011

Ghostly poem, Patti.

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Unwritten Soul 15 October 2011

Huge expression here, it really dark..you vomit all out and it turn to be precious ink here, with haunted illusion..beautiful and like SG, i like it a lot too.. :) _Unwritten Soul

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Shadow Girl 14 October 2011

powerful intriguing writing, i like it a lot. -SG x

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