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Life; The Smell of Dust After Rain

September 2, 2013
By Allons-ypoet GOLD, Medford, New Jersey
Allons-ypoet GOLD, Medford, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe...&quot; -Unknown author<br /> &quot;Sad is happy for deep people...&quot; -Sally Sparrow of Dr.Who


It’s like petrichor—

The cradling sincerity of
blood kissing the tile floor.

The poor man entreating
while the senate acquires more.

The liquor’s sensation, like
a child’s mighty roar.

The heartbreak of losing a
hated one.

The out broken cries of
seeing that the Bible may have won.

The gentle murder of
a noxious psychopath.

The grand appeal of
the devil’s wrath.

And slayer love swelling inside
a couple just way too fast.

Sweet petrichor; the result of “opposites attract”.



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