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First, I had to write and write to keep going.
Then, I had to hack my way out of my words.
Tear down the walls,
Breathe life into the butterflies.

I'm alive and it's a silent, beautiful thing.

Still, I might just write again one day.


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The following comments are for "An I'm OK note"
by Dew Of Blood

very striking
i use to only like long poems. now more and more i like short ones that are precise and sharp. this is a good example....

( Posted by: ruina [Member] On: April 12, 2006 )

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