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Skeleton Hand
http://www.habnabit.org/skeleton.mp3
(also read only backward by [tehVox]: http://www.habnabit.org/chroxy-skeleton.mp3)
(The poem is printed forward and backward because
[Habnabit] read it forward and backward.)
Inspiration: When I was born I died soon after.
I remained dead for 3 minutes. I've always held this in
the back of my head. I finally decided to express it.
Skeleton hand
People say life isn't fair
I say be quite
What would you know any way
Life gave up on me rather short in
Even now as I view my right hand
The skeleton bones won't let me go
I see it as of a part of myself is lost
The skeleton hand mocking me forevermore
Life is a game of tug a war
I don't know how I came back
Must have made a come back
But in the end it doesn't matter
For one day I'll be dead forevermore
forevermore dead be I'll day one
For matter doesn't it end the in
But back come a made have
Must back came I how know don't
I war a tug of game a is
Life forevermore me mocking hand skeleton
The lost is myself of part a of as it see
I go me let won't bones skeleton
The hand right my view I as now
Even in short rather me on up gave
Life way any know you would
What quite be say
I fair isn't life say
People hand
Read on Monday, May 14, 2007.
Comments
This is the best poem on the site. No questions.
Posted by habnabit on February 24, 2008, 06:20 AM PST.
Yes, yes it is.
Posted by Syff on February 24, 2008, 06:21 AM PST.
The best poem ever, purhaps?
Posted by thunderbat on February 28, 2008, 05:45 AM PST.
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