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Push, and clamp teeth
together; yearn to extend.
Feel and revel in hollow-eyed, back-arching vigour.
Stretch.
Capacity lengthens
and tightens,
loosens and flows;
with pain etched
of peppered beat,
and success
of whispered gasp.
©2009 ~Syphon27
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Quickly jotted on inside of poetry anthology.
Yawn.

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:iconsyphon27:
Speak english.

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Then I went down into the basement where my friend, the maniac, busies himself with his electronic graffiti.
Finally his language touches me, because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. -West Rider Silver Bullet.
:iconsyphon27:
Oh. Well what are you trying to say?

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Then I went down into the basement where my friend, the maniac, busies himself with his electronic graffiti.
Finally his language touches me, because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. -West Rider Silver Bullet.
:icongwenavhyeuranastasia:
That I like speaking Spanish?
Also, am amazed you put up a poem.
That's all.

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:iconsyphon27:
Kinda figured.
On both counts.
Thats all.

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Then I went down into the basement where my friend, the maniac, busies himself with his electronic graffiti.
Finally his language touches me, because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. -West Rider Silver Bullet.
:icongwenavhyeuranastasia:
Yes.
I would give more thoughts on it than that, but I think nothing needs to be said.
Except maybe write more? Yes.

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:iconsyphon27:
Write more? Might. Just because you said so.

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Then I went down into the basement where my friend, the maniac, busies himself with his electronic graffiti.
Finally his language touches me, because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. -West Rider Silver Bullet.

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