(You know, people should be able to edit the titles of their categories and stuff. Cause I wanna change it from "This Is Where I Pretend I Can Write!" to "Strongest Man in the World!" It would be beautiful. And I don't want to have to manually go and change each one and stuff. )

Anyway, I remember how Maz was upset cause I was editing some of my old work before posting it. He said that I should put up how I originally wrote it and then how I'd write it now. I've decided to do that with this one. I think it'll be rare that I'll do this though. I mean when I first wrote this it wasreally bad and I know I'll have to edit it extensively. On the other ones, however, I just needed to edit it to tighten up some bits (lots of bits, but not so many as with this.) June 28th, MMIV

Anyway, here goes for your viewing pleasure. (Aren't you just shivering in antici. . .pation.)

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Before:

I'm sitting here, collecting these poems like rough red pearls that I'm stringing onto a gray cord. I wear it around my neck or on my left arm as a bracelet, the bracelet circling up my arm till it reachs about halfway where it stops. They dig into my skin, burroughing deep down to where I cannot dig them out. They only rise to allow me to string another pearl.

These pearls stain my skin.

After:

I sit here, collecting these poems like roughened red pearls and string them onto a long gray cord. I wear them around my neck or on my left arm as a bracelet. The bracelet circles up my forearm, a dizzy spin, till it reaches about halfway up where it stops. They dig into my skin, the pearls, burroughing deep down to where I cannot dig them out. They only rise to allow me another.

These pearls marr my skin. . .