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Published: 2003-05-14 02:23:49 +0000 UTC; Views: 75; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 4
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Silhouettes of cords,Mask crimson trails
On fragile china hands;
Just another face,
Amongst a million others
All searching for one\'s self,
Within this cold conformity;
A tarnished cage,
With a dying world,
Where the birds scream with fluid voices;
As one by one,
China faces march away.
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poet-of-da-north [2003-05-15 23:36:50 +0000 UTC]
what good poetry doesn't have a little bit of depression in it? short but very informative i like the lines "where the birds scream with fluid voices; as one by one, china faces march away" ^.^ and hey i didn't know ya was a poet n.n
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