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poMEgranate
A pomegranate,
leath'ry feel,
unimpressive outside,
a challenge to open up.
But once it's cracked,
you see the juices flowing,
a red, sweet, luscious liquid,
unstoppable and irresistible.
It is not one, not uniform,
it's thousand little seeds,
like thoughts, experiences
or personalities...
4 comments:
*rolls my eyes*
talldarkman
why?
:->
trying to catch up what goes over my head..... ;)
:))
don't strain yourself, it's a poem after all :P
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