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Toothpaste Goo
Contributed by
lesoleilnoire
on
Thursday, 2nd June 2011 @ 08:53:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I cannot bear to rinse away your toothpaste residue;
everywhere I turn, I find reminders of you.
The fingerprints remain on your dirty glass;
the circular rings hypnotize and harass.
The blue fuzz from your socks lingers on the floor;
so many reminders of you that I can't ignore.
Sentimentality forces me to leave everything in its place;
these reminders of you cannot be erased.
The toothpaste goo sticks to the sink like glue;
it glues together memories of you.
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lesoleilnoire
... [
2011-06-02 20:53:09] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Toothpaste Goo
(User Rating: 1 ) by poeticjestix on
Thursday, 2nd June 2011 @ 10:51:18 PM AEST (User
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I like thealmost irony in this as all the nice reminders are general annoyances when the other party is still there. Very good. |
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Re: Toothpaste Goo
(User Rating: 1 ) by deadreckoning1983 on
Monday, 24th November 2014 @ 12:42:12 AM AEST (User
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Sounds like you lost someone, sorry for that. great write to help move on though |
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Re: Toothpaste Goo
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 24th November 2014 @ 05:54:39 AM AEST (User
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When I look at the date this was posted now I can see why I missed it. Was going through my own personal hell back then.
I really found this poem to be an excellent write for one. I certainly can relate to those "glues" that hold the memories together.
Even though it seems to be a sad write, this line brought a smile for some reason:
The blue fuzz from your socks lingers on the floor |
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