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Plea To The Woman Who Paid No Heed

Contributed by Channing on Thursday, 29th September 2005 @ 01:05:02 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



It’s nice to have myself so figured out
Never any hesitation or worry
Life never becomes too blurry
But you have too much doubt
Sit in your corner and pout

We have become so concentrated
It’s hard to be honest with you
When you have the color blue
I want to be dedicated
To make you emancipated

But you wont except my help
So please tear me apart
And build my strength in your rampart
I’ll come to you with a yelp
To be the one to help

Alas we are not the same
But you are the one
That I want to be with in the sun
Please look past the fame
And let me make you sane

-Channing-




Copyright © Channing ... [ 2005-09-29 01:05:02]
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Re: Plea To The Woman Who Paid No Heed (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Thursday, 29th September 2005 @ 03:23:08 AM AEST
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I like this write better than that stalker one: )

This poem really spoke to me, and I like it when I can feel the emotion in the writers words. It sounds like a friendship that's maybe morphed into something more...Or one of both parties wishes it would (and could). Nicely done, and good luck!


Scorp.


Re: Plea To The Woman Who Paid No Heed (User Rating: 1 )
by justme03 on Thursday, 29th September 2005 @ 06:19:14 PM AEST
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wow thats a beautiful poem. i love this. u did a great job.
~Kortnie~


Re: Plea To The Woman Who Paid No Heed (User Rating: 1 )
by Loende on Friday, 30th September 2005 @ 06:49:10 AM AEST
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I really liked the last line! It is a fine piece of work. Well done.

Be well,
Loende




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