Sunday, May 15, 2005

Breathing Comments

Rating: 5.0

Night clings like splinters. Sleep spins dreams of yellow air.

Brittle breathing raps lungs, wraps bones.
Breath a cackle, exhalation a storm.
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James Mills
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Amberlee Carter 15 May 2005

some lines are more powerful than others....overall, you have a strong beginnin and strong finish...well done

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