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Hands Made Of Clay
Contributed by
unknown_utopia
on
Monday, 18th October 2010 @ 08:43:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Thought I flow a line
on something
that dripped into my mind
and
two hours later
I'm staring at a blank page
and feeling lost,
I wonder
if I commit suicide
and wrote a note
will anyone remember
the things that caused all the saddness
for what I wrote.
My hands made of clay
slowly melt
as I try to hold on
while I
silently scream
cause I can't let anyone know
that I live in fear,
I am
caught in between
feeling quarintine
in a place where no one lingers
and I've forgotten why
or how I came to be
lost here.
Copyright ©
unknown_utopia
... [
2010-10-18 20:43:43] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Hands Made Of Clay
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Monday, 18th October 2010 @ 11:30:44 PM AEST (User
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Very sad but well written.
huggs,
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Re: Hands Made Of Clay
(User Rating: 1 ) by Voice of the Silent on
Tuesday, 19th October 2010 @ 12:07:49 AM AEST (User
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I like it. Sad but I like it. .great writing
Hope to read more soon
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Re: Hands Made Of Clay
(User Rating: 1 ) by MatthewKerna on
Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 12:12:17 PM AEST (User
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Excellently written, very moving |
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