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Nutshell

Contributed by Antzus on Monday, 14th September 2009 @ 07:09:35 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I want to tell someone I love them,
only this time I want to really mean it.
I didn't expect to grow up old.
I only ever wanted to live in dreams,
and now I only dream of life.

I'm anxious in my apathy that time is running out
- what a waste of time.
A waste of space. A wasted face that I could never save.
These notes have grace, if only to fall.

You can see me on any given day,
down there in my ivory tower,
hollow though it may be.

You cannot breach the abyss between us.
And this - this abyss - it is mine.




Copyright © Antzus ... [ 2009-09-14 07:09:35]
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Re: Nutshell (User Rating: 1 )
by TsunamiWaverider on Monday, 14th September 2009 @ 07:32:34 AM AEST
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Nice sentiments.


Re: Nutshell (User Rating: 1 )
by AnthonyGoodwinJnr on Monday, 21st September 2009 @ 04:54:22 AM AEST
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Maybe you should get out there and tell them and see what happens!....Fortune favours the brave.


Re: Nutshell (User Rating: 1 )
by Antzus on Saturday, 26th September 2009 @ 08:30:45 PM AEST
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Hah, the "someone" I refer to in the first line wasn't actually anyone specific - more just a general concept (someone; anyone). I think pretty much all my writings deal with abstractions and concepts, rather than specifics, though it's probably difficult to tell a lot of the time.
But thanku for the advice Mr. Goodwin Jr.




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