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Nov 15, 2007
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My Sole Is Burning
my feet are now warm
the flames spread
in a flash there is
no oxygen
there is a gap in
in a hollow
across the car lot
and to it I run
I view my sole
it is blackened
I will have to
go on from here
with my true sole
revealed.
— IKnowNoBox, Nov 15, 2007
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weirdelf
18 years 6 months ago
Our true sole/soul revealed by the pain of experience
IKnowNoBox
18 years 6 months ago
A soul on fire life combustable
Calliope
18 years 6 months ago
I love the metaphor
IKnowNoBox
18 years 6 months ago
Thank you Lacy