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Explode
by Amber BLittle white lights of rage
pounding of the fists
beating down
down
down
so far down
Integrity is a word
lost amongst the dirty piles of clothes
no longer washed
no longer worn
living
dying
somewhere
anywhere
please God
not here! 09/06/2003 Posted on 09/06/2003
Copyright © 2025 Amber B
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 09/07/03 at 06:13 PM Little white lights of rage.... awesome visual that really speaks to me. Great read with lots of emotion. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/10/03 at 05:02 PM The uncontrollable charge of the compressed refined energies with a negative charge. Not here. Let me add, not any where. Simple but so powerful, this piece. |
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