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Salvation

In the Quasi-dream state i fell
Down to mt own little pesonal hell
To a dirty city far away
The one we will live in together, someday

It's where my Doppleganger creeps
on those dark forbidden streets...

The clouds hung low,
the sky was dark as i searched for Noahs Ark



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peace said...
Dec. 22, 2008 at 8:04 pm:
this is a great poem but i think there is a typo should it say down to my not mt?
 
BobTheSpiderTurtle replied...
Jan. 13, 2010 at 5:09 pm :
yes that was a typo shaky hands and nervousness at publicizing my first poem
 
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robyn10 said...
Dec. 14, 2008 at 2:36 am:
I love this poem wonderful definitely a great poem keep writing!!!
 
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