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dear john

Contributed by boobiepeach on Thursday, 1st December 2005 @ 12:53:11 PM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry



Your air is thick and chokes my lung,
around you cat always hold tong.

New of me you will not see for only old remains,
notice not or worry be, no new memories or stains.

Want what you get and get what you want,
but with few yards your tired still.
Thought that love would satisfy,
but for this there is no pill.

You conquered lust and fed it well,
time ticks slow but no time to dwell.

Empty vowels and verbs alike filled my hungry heart,
few words you speak and with selfishness,
I foolishly pick apart.

Scramble to find a truth in lie,
and save a chunk of sole.
Now I leave with forgetfulness,
and wish you my hearts hole.




Copyright © boobiepeach ... [ 2005-12-01 12:53:11]
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Re: dear john (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Friday, 2nd December 2005 @ 02:17:00 PM AEST
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BRAVO!BRAVO!BRAVO! You are loaded with talent, a hidden poetry soul........keep writing, and you one day will very great. I loved reading your poem because I was able to follow right along with your heartfelt message.
And Please let me welcome you to YPDC.......You're going to be a real asset here, and now that I have you in my sites.......I'll be commenting on your poems more, because they are truly enjoyable.
Warm love
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Re: dear john (User Rating: 1 )
by CaseyRedman on Tuesday, 6th December 2005 @ 03:47:25 PM AEST
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good job nice write




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