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A Long Cool Drink
Contributed by
InfinitePoet
on
Wednesday, 9th September 2009 @ 06:58:58 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I've become so very
High Strung,
So Robotic,
Chaotic
and weary from
holding my
tongue....
Hiding away
anywhere I can stay
That allows me
to
absorb
Clean Fresh Air
into my
Lungs....
Like A
HUGE,
tall glass of
water with
Ice packed to
the rim,
A far away
Refreshing
Blue Pond,
Lip numbing cold
To Dive
into for A
swim.....
Rejuvenation of
The Mind,
Spirit,
and Soul
are necessary,
but lately
there are no more ponds
left,
bottled water is
safest of all...
Looking 2 my future
knowing it's already so
Grim............
Copyright ©
InfinitePoet
... [
2009-09-09 18:58:58] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A Long Cool Drink
(User Rating: 1 ) by LadyRose on
Thursday, 10th September 2009 @ 11:39:49 AM AEST (User
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the poems you write........seems so......sad and lost,hope you find your way ......home or somewhere safe...... |
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