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Poem Number 15763

DEADSPEAK!
EATCHEESE!
FISHPEES!
Commentary:
Vioces in my head
tell me things
that were dead
(when I walk
silently among the stars)
These dead, these wretched
comfort me
consume me in desolation
(What A wholesome thing!)
leave me in the morning,
and let me rest
with the sunrise.
(Glorious)

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P.M.David
Comments/Suggestions
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Like a psychedelic thought. Creative stuff. - Hank
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There are medications that will help this
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lol! you guys crack me up! but i really like the very last line, even if it is only one word; "(Glorious)". That's nice.
~cam
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