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Balloon
Let me go and I can't promise I'll come back
Hang on to me and I might want else wise
Rub me nice and warm, and I'll stick to you
Fill me with more air, and I might explode
Draw on me, I could tell a story
Let me go, I could FLY
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Comment by: menoh - 2006-12-03 05:53
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| this is very powerful. it is a short piece but to add one more word would be to ruin it. lovely. makes me feel hope yet despair. great!!! |
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Oh, this was beautiful =D I hate saying "short and sweet" because it's so frigging cliched, but this really was beautiful. I know how dumb this sounds, but ever since reading Stephen King's IT, I've been slightly wary of clowns and balloons. When you're 13, with an overactive imagination, going gets tough (and indeed, the tough gets going!)
But this was brilliant stuff. Loved it!
BTW, thankyou for your comments! I've just woken up on Sunday morning, with all my hair sticking straight up, and I'm slurping coffee, and all your comments really woke me up more than anything! Greatly appreciated it. =D I'm a sucker for appreciation!
Can't email because my email allowance thing has gone bust, but I'm not really sure about my profile picture either. It's one of those macabre things that I'm drawn to I s'pose =D
Ooh yeah will check out your artwork! <3 art ... do a little manga and stuff but hell yeah, will check out your stuff!
Sorry....am writing a whole frigging essay here, but thankyou so much for all the comments and the funky little poem
Rawk On =D *raises pint of coke* |
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