the light

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  • Ironey

    the light

    you start to die, you loose your sight,
    you close your eyes and see the light,
    you're not afraid, you have no fear,
    you investigate but get to near,
    for the light you started to admire,
    is the pits of hell, the light from fire.

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    Artie commented on the light

    08-16-2009

    Also if you can see the glow from Hell's fire, you're too close! lol

    Artie commented on the light

    08-16-2009

    Like a moth drawn to the flame. 10 from me........

    cliftondurant commented on the light

    08-15-2009

    good job we should work to escape hell fire and seek another home

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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