TweetFor one long moment more I gaze upon The wretched scene: One Nation at war, and at its sullied height The power machine From some great distance deep within A scream begins to build For all our lives we’ve breathed this storm We now are overfilled!
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- Chris on “Ledger”
I like this one a lot. Simple but very good, I get a fun AND ser …
- Anonymous on “Ledger”
I feel the same way at times! Nice poem! …
- Bryan on The Price
Chris!!! Strong voice, nice imagery, good build-up to a story. …
- Brian on Untitled Scene — “The Bit with the Gay Uncle”
Good stuff!! …
- Chris on “Heat”
Thanks for that. Cliffhanger :P …
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