Friday, April 11, 2008

Poetry Of A Lost Soul Comments

Rating: 5.0

Poetry;
The last breath inside a dieing soul;
Like an archeologist searching for that one great dig, but instead drowning in a sea of molten rubble;
Like a small child crying out in the night, groping and yearning for the nipple of a mother who’s not there;
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Nichole Flynn

Nichole Flynn

Hutchinson, Kansas
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