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Darkness is a form of loneliness. Loneliness is a form of darkness. Those are the words that swim furiously around my head while I stand in this dark, empty room filled with blood-red doors all around me. Those words cover up the truth which are the real words that are swimming around my head....
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I went to a poetry reading / open mic tonight, and I decided to bring my Ipod Touch to the reading in attempt to "go green", and save some ink and paper. Well, it turned out badly... I couldn't get WIFI, and when the Ipod Touch was in my pocket I somehow managed to click on the Angry Bird App...
Mic Ravt is a man who know the whole story and the narrator telling the story about the deaths of seven children, Amy, Clara, Ida, Maud, Rhoda, Titus, and last but not least Victor. All of them died in terrible ways but there is something that makes them all connected. Keep guessing what it is...
This is the poem I wrote for the first open mic night I ever went to. I was so nervous that it was all I could think to write about