- Member since March 25, 2006.
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Dragging his eyes open, he saw a tall glass filled with a strange viscous liquid on a table. On the faded wallpaper next to it were the words: THE PENDULUM BREAKS, it was in a500 words, 4 comments, January 26, 2006. In <200 lines, Other
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As a boy I needed encouragement when it came to girls. My hands twisting in my lap I used to stare at the way their soft hair, often in pigtails or braids beat softly against t
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These are not hands of cruelty
I cannot break men's arms -
I mean to dislocate your ego
so you fall from pride of place.
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These are not hands of cruelty
I cannot break men's arms - Writing at allpoetry
Do you write what's awkward or what's easy?
I write to remember. - Pride Comes at allpoetry
I mean to dislocate your ego
so you fall from pride of place.
