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Destiny Fond Wild

Poetry By: firephoenix
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Tags: 3, Word, Poetry


3 words given to me


Submitted:Mar 21, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


the mind is a wild whirling dervish

fond of conclusion and purpose

seeking through eyes of pyro-ish

id dissolves itself for stage remorse.

a though so hot twice catches flame

erupts the curiosity of shoulders and feet

there be its destiny, creatively in the streets

the inner child and local culture meet.





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