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Something nice, something warm, something ice, something cool.
A touch of water in the fire and let rise the steam in a hollow hiss of smoke.
Something dry, Something wet, Something mild, Something kept
Singing in the rain about how happily sad it was, and I smiled
about the sadness to be washed away down the hollow gutter.

Things are made hollow in us to be filled with everything,
And we see the contents as one whole paradox of nonsense
that can only be described with simple and vague words!
Something great, something small, Something big, Something tall?
Something drowning in the ocean of the blue sky filled with the white, bubbled clouds
that sing in the rain about how happily sad they are.

Something broken, something mended, something that's all around bended.
Seeing us wound up like toys, waddling down the roads waiting to be wound again.
Something shattered, something hollow, something that once seemed shallow.
Old faith and dreams begging to be filled as youth and time slowly trickles.
Something tainted, something fainted, something waiting to be repainted.
Old pasts, new futures, presents that seem to surprise and shock you,
We see the ways we walk slowly growing and regrowing

Something new, something old, something green and something gold.
Watching childhoods spring before you, seeing mistakes repeated and new ones created.
Something hopeful, something joyful, something completely soulful.
Watch as the lives we live, live to grow again,
Torches carried on with the people we interact with
Something thought, something said, something we all would like to lay to bed.
Pass on the legacies, create new ones, watch dreams and create dreams anew.
A collaboration and inspired work with a friend of mine on Skype. THANKS JERRY <4
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PyroMorticia Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013  Student General Artist
I like the feeling this gives off: it doesn't seem to focus on one thing, but rather spirals through the world and brings back memories, sweet and bitter, to those who read it. Or at least, that's what I experienced. :)
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SSD1805 Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you :O not a lot of people comment on my poetry lol.
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PyroMorticia Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2013  Student General Artist
Yeah, I don't comment a lot.. It was just something that popped into my head when I read your poem and I felt like telling you. ^^;
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SSD1805 Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you for that <4
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