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hateme
Contributed by
hateme
on
Wednesday, 30th August 2006 @ 02:19:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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just when nothing seems all wrong
the chaotic wind in my face clears the air on the horizon
the butterflies dance to a song only in my head
the happiest thing in life may also be the saddest
coming to terms with a life that was never mine
the future
a black cloud of shadow blown from the pit of the darkest dragon
when it finally happens and my find collides with the life i lead, it will all end
thirty-five, no more, no less, but minus one
just one
even as a smile eases across the lips of my worn down soul
the only thing i can see is blue
a beautiful blue sky casting its loving gaze over a crystal blue ocean
placid as is, the life under her is no different than this existance
life, love, peace
no survival, no more, no less, minus one
just one
if it werent for the memories would i be here or there
could i be anywhere but one place
could i never look back
the people are gone, the memories are here and here
my head and my heart
no, my soul and my love
who are you?
when will you?
what have you?
i dont care
i just need one answer, no more, no less...
why?
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hateme
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2006-08-30 02:19:35] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: hateme
(User Rating: 1 ) by The_Unknown on
Wednesday, 30th August 2006 @ 09:26:03 AM AEST (User
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this is a really good poem, well written.
i enjoyed it. its kind of sad, but at the same time... i dont know.
well good job
luvs ya!
~*Jess*~ |
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Re: hateme
(User Rating: 1 ) by stripes on
Thursday, 31st August 2006 @ 02:42:54 AM AEST (User
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this is a very well written poem
keep writing |
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