Friday, December 19, 2008

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Rating: 5.0

there is nothing to do, nothing to say
nothing like the nothingness of the cold
wind that blows across and about the way.
empty as the soup-filled lives of the old,
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gina prettybrowneyes
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Sameer Ahmed 19 January 2009

Truly this poem is good....The holistic ingrainment of things that happen when someone has nothing to do has really made this poem worth reading.........beautiful use of metaphors.........10

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Keith Hendrickson 05 January 2009

wow great poem. this flows so good.

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