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Pull me straight up to the surface
Drag me on up by the arms
Swiftly leave me gasping for breath
So hard to catch when you can't chase
A steady beat deep in the ears
The tell-tale sign of life still living
It's all that can be heard it seems
Thoughts don't need to be thought just yet
If only you listen to the percussion
©2008-2009 ~tothethirdbar
:icontothethirdbar:

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A twist on listening to your heart.

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:iconle-cereal:
Lovely work. <3 It rings familiarity.

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"Dear Ambellina the Prise will chose you to watch over me [burn your wings]."
:iconteh-melted-jello:
JE L'AIME.
But now I have to pause my FTSK so I can read it for real.

It's a shorty, but that's okay. Imagery=beautiful. So jealous of the imagery of others. I wish I had that talent. But this is about your poem, not me.

It flows in a way that leaves you gasping for breath--like an emotional, literary roller coaster--in the same way that a brilliant instrumental piece does. Wonderful.

I like. :+fav:

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Don't leave me out of your plans.
:iconbibliofile13xx:
I love this.

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Don't call me a horse, I'm a unicorn.
:iconantja:
Good stuff, I really liked this.
Vivid too.

(:

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:pirate:

Because I live in the fuckin' suburbs.

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May 12, 2008
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