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The Game MAG

November 23, 2008
By YasminMajeed BRONZE, Cupertino, California
YasminMajeed BRONZE, Cupertino, California
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Lazy bounds of stadium light
flicker on our boys

but we are tearing
up the night

cutting open nebulas
ravaging the moon

inky black guts slide
i hear them scrambling over barbed wires

attempted lust in the trees
fumbling with skeleton hips

adolescent lips digging into sharpened necks
leaving their burrow to inhale sweeter highs

someone’s china-glass tears are heard
below the idle roar

we are only allowed to scream
when rubber balls are involved

pounding car ride far away
a cotton moon glares at the windshield

these earthly nights
never felt so real.

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on May. 17 2009 at 10:10 pm
Twilightnme SILVER, Anchorage, Alaska
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Favorite Quote:
"You dont know what you have until its gone"

i idn't really understand it... but it was good. Make it so we want more...

on May. 1 2009 at 10:58 pm
Caligirl SILVER, Denver, Colorado
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i love cotton moon :)

on Apr. 18 2009 at 9:59 pm
lahovyou BRONZE, San Jose, California
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i really like this. it's scary and beautiful and true.