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Untitled
Contributed by
Adnausiam
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Tuesday, 26th July 2005 @ 02:11:32 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Here goes another battle with myself.
How to choose.
Words that flatter sorrow.
Words that soak intent.
I let my presence select myself.
Do you think about obscure becoming ?
Your thoughts of me probably are not either.
Understanding is beyond belief.
That’s known and so is time.
My walls are washed in thoughts of truth.
And, she still thinks of you
Through me.
Or not at all.
Is there reason for my obsession?
Or one for my surrender?
Reason for your image?
Or one for our forever?
Tonight.
One line at a time.
My heart speaks to no one.
So small, beautiful, and perfect.
Yours are, but still won’t see.
Copyright ©
Adnausiam
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2005-07-26 02:11:32] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Untitled
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 26th July 2005 @ 02:58:46 AM AEST (User
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Seems so heartfelt and sad. I do hope you find yourself a someone. I'm not quite sure about what the last line intends to say, but then it's late and I'm sleepy and dense -- so it might just be me. The rest seems very well done, even to this sleepyhead.
All the best,
J. |
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Re: Untitled
(User Rating: 1 ) by cooley1818 on
Tuesday, 26th July 2005 @ 04:28:36 AM AEST (User
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hey , this is another good write, im lookin foward to seeing more of your work, |
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