Lithium-sunshine

• Last seen on Apr 29 1:55 AM 2006. Member since February 14, 2006.

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• [ He smiled through tired eyes closed letting the light of something pure fly through the heart on tiny strings tied to my ventracles and on nights when miles away we lay asleep, our hearts connected on a tiny wire sending electric pulses keeping our love at allpoetry
  He smiled through tired eyes closed letting the light of something pure fly through the heart on tiny strings tied to my ventracles and on
• chem class at allpoetry
  they are morons. I took what each said, and i thought it sounded poetic in a moronic sort of way.
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  You are salt.
  Dirty glass heated with the friction of a soft body collecting

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• on The Man He Killed by Thomas Hardy, on December 13, 2005

  This poem was worded a little strangly....I felt that the 3rd stanza was a bit redundant, but then again...thats just me. Its funny how war is- I mean, this poem is true. If met in any other place than the frontlines....you and your enemy would probably be friends. It's kind of like this....America is told that Iraq is our enemy. But I, personally, dont find any one of the people in Iraq (except for the few terrorists that happen to live there) my enemies. Quite frankly, I would love to take all of them out for drinks, and tell them how sorry I am.
  You kill because you are told who your enemy is in war...and forget that they are people just like you.

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