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Kitsch-Object22 — Fourty-Two Days.
Published: 2004-12-28 07:43:06 +0000 UTC; Views: 58; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 5
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I could hear it echoing between my ears, I could feel the blood rushing through my veins and I could not stop the tears from streaming down my warm cheeks. I closed my eyes and imagined that it all was not so. The arms of passer-bys would reach out for shuddering figures in the darkened room. A few of them found rest around my neck as I stood there, admiring the beauty and the heaviness of it all. My arms could barely find enough strength to respond to the friendly ambience that was now filling the room. The words they spoke to me drummed between my ears. I could not help but see what was coming ; I cried ...... and at last, the metallic bird flew off the grounds that held all of our wonderful memories. It was the end of our adventure. It was then that the fourty-two days saw the dawn.
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nice description! im a big fan of layering. but im curious as to the back story. why did you write it? or more specifically what were the criteria for the piece?
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i just wrote because i was upset.. hehe i write when im upset ONLY. this was the last night of the exchange program, and everyone was leaving the next day. everyone. which made me upset. i just took what i had felt, and threw it on a piece of paper. and there it is, now.
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rock on. i used to write only when i was upset....then i ran out of ways to describe the same emotion, so i had to diversify a little bit. so now i specialize in descriptive layering. sometimes i think i over do it a bit, but i get my point across i suppose
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lol well good! think you can link me to your poem? id like to read it but i see you have many.. and im dumb and cant find it fast enough..!
i haven't written in ages. i wish i could write when im feeling fine, but it just feels so ugly when i read it afterwards :-s
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