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Contributed by alisialynn on Tuesday, 15th July 2003 @ 07:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry





I feel you like a lingering fragrance. Your out there somewhere.

I need to feel secure again.
I am sick of taking care of myself. I need my mommy to baby me. I am disgusted with myself. Nadia loves me. She called out from me and she is slowly shaping me into something. I pray I can be a better mother than my own.

Hold me, holding myself. Kissing your small neck. I tickle you there. I don't question your love but, I wish I loved you more.
Did I forget to mention?
She is a sweet sweet angel. My passion for her
My overwhelming feelings
She is my muse and she will make me make something
I will not
let
the
ship
sink
with her in it.
Trying. I swear I am going to start trying.
Will promise not to stop trying.

Flight attendant school.
The next chapter?
Will she like that?
Will she want to tell her chum that her mommy is a flight attendant?

It's better than a depressing recluse, right?




Copyright © alisialynn ... [ 2003-07-15 19:35:00]
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Re: Untitled (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Tuesday, 15th July 2003 @ 08:00:41 PM AEST
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hang in there, you have a light in the darkness
Shari


Re: Untitled (User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on Wednesday, 16th July 2003 @ 12:32:27 AM AEST
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i think this is very good, i like the strong
conviction of this, i will not let the ship sink
with her in it!! good work here`s to you. Crow




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