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My Limitations

Contributed by one-curly-fry on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 08:56:27 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



I could write for you a sonnet
or soliloquy to show my heart
I could waste a tree of paper
- a pool of ink
on a message never to get through
for we are nothing alike
which can’t be helped or hated
it’s just the facts
torn against this seat
I appear the labourer
but give me a word
and the mind breaks forth
give me a smile
out comes an undying heart
I’m nothing I was suppose to be
I’m everything that comes naturally
stuck against this seat
aware of my foreign tongue
- my strange philosophy
able to do anything
except get through to you.

24/10/06




Copyright © one-curly-fry ... [ 2006-10-24 20:56:27]
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Re: My Limitations (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 09:20:37 PM AEST
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it's so sad! a love not returned. Not trying, it just happens, out pours your heart...then they really turn away

i know the situation
good poem!


Re: My Limitations (User Rating: 1 )
by whiteleo1984 on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 11:53:15 PM AEST
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very sad, a love that is not returned... i've been there, but things do get better, i know cause they happened 2 me.


Re: My Limitations (User Rating: 1 )
by Alison on Wednesday, 25th October 2006 @ 08:06:52 PM AEST
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wow my heart cried as I read this! Its so sad...I dont know what else to say...good write...


Re: My Limitations (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Wednesday, 25th October 2006 @ 10:36:42 PM AEST
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Tim, I really enjoyed this write. I can hear your frustrations loud and clear. Very well written.
Peace, Laura




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