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Poetry
The yard
By Suspect-D-Vice
28 September 2006
'Nuff said.

It comes in the night, the fear, the haunting
Taking me back to the yard, the taunting
Halting my reach, my touch, my courting
Taking me back to the yard.

Now I fear not the pain, the hurting
Only the sensation of the spurting
Pushing my face into the dirt and
Taking me back to the yard.

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Written by Phil (6836 comments posted) 28th September 2006
Really liked the first verse. You set up a strong and effective pattern that stuttered (at least for me) in the second. 
 
Phil.

Written by emilio (12 comments posted) 28th September 2006
good expression.

Written by william (21 comments posted) 30th September 2006
I think this is a poem about you getting beaten up in the playground. If you went round spurting this sort of stuff out I'm hardly surprised. Not being a bully myself I loved it.

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