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28. februar 2014

Poem #7 - "Little snowball (hate)"

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This was a piece written a month or so ago, which I brought into an online workshop to work it through. After I had improved it, I got banned from the site for no reason at all, goodbye stupid poetry site! After that I changed it back to the original form, as they changed the original meaning, from making it be about a feeling of hating getting bigger, to a little sweet poem of life. So here is the original poem, about hate, and not about life as a whole, enjoy!

"Little snowball (hate)"
 

Little snowball.

I mourn throughout the journey,
look back
and fall into a pit of dispair

Medium snowball.

Voices get louder, angrier.
I fail being an actor,
-tripping over words as I speak

Bigger snowball.

Rolling down a hill I grow.
I grow bigger with my surroundings,
negative energy is what I feed on.

Biggest snowball.

It's approaching town fast.
Children hiding and adults scream.
No one can help you when it hits.

                                                 Death
such a cool relief to my burning sore.