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Torturers Of Our Own Soul[Co-Write With A.R.Glasgow

Soft human touch
Pushed your leather wings
To self-destruct,

But your tequila tongue
Uncurled down my throat
And licked upside my being,

Is Life the torture of your soul
Or is your soul the torturer of Life
Why does self destruction seem your goal
why can't there be no more strife...

And now my mind
Arches up on tip toe
A drunken poet trying
To open up and fly,

But Raven wings were
Not meant for Angelic things,
It is hard to fly after
The many punches Life brings,

A pleasure in the throat
A murder of crows arrives,
And life draws colour
From strange dark things

Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-06-15 at 11:59

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Brilliant!. no more words could follow.

Esti D-G The PoetBay support member heart!
WoW! Bookmarked. A superb write.
much luv estix

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
there is a puzzle here of differences and alikes making this an eclectic musing a poetic symphony. : )

Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart! hell of a write...methinks you two are as much
philosophers as you are poets.....

xxx Stan

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one word... fantastic!

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Liz and Ade! Wow

Sumptuously sensual poetry. You write a fabulous co-write. The second verse, was just stunningly good poetry.

Smiling at you both


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