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By retepselyb
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08 October 2008 |
There was only one colour zoe ever wore' you know the type,aloof ,full of angst,rage and pretend loathing of everything. black right,yet as the razor blade made another dance across her rutted wrist one question,one unfathamable question tore through her unbelieving mind. why had her best freind just bought her a pink floral shirt for her birthday,|
Written by Veronica_Milvus (768 comments posted) 8th October 2008 | Peter - why do you think this is poetry? It looks like a stray paragraph of prose that got lost out of a short story or something.
"dance across her rutted wrist" was rather good. |
Written by Brett (1001 comments posted) 8th October 2008 | I'm afraid the same review as last time - not poetry in any sense.
Incidentally I only wear black - I'm certainly not aloof or full of angst. Certain things make me rage and my loathing is never in pretence (particularly where pink floral shirts are concerned).
Cheers | another dance?
Written by Katanga (1537 comments posted) 8th October 2008 | Yes, a good image - otherwise I agree with the above.
I've known 'cutters' in my time, and I think I see what you're getting at - I feel this doesn't quite do people justice.
John |
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