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Ex's
Contributed by
manicmuze
on
Tuesday, 20th January 2004 @ 07:54:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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There have been a few
burnt beyond recognition,
and if I ran my hand
along their faces
I would not know them.
There are one or two
still lingering around,
hanging out in the corner booth
where sometimes I order
a memory, and sit, just sit
and listen to them talk.
There are some I’d undo if I could.
A bad attitude I still meet
on occasion today.
A stale aftertaste
you can’t drink enough
to forget.
There was one who percolated
within, then left
to find his vision, whose voice
I’d know anywhere. And if you sat
me in a crowded room,
—blindfolded
I’d know if he was there.
Copyright ©
manicmuze
... [
2004-01-20 07:54:00]
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Re: Ex's
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by bernard on
Tuesday, 20th January 2004 @ 10:34:58 AM AEST
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| Good strong poem. We all have these emeories or ones like them. It is good to get them out of your system if you can. |
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Re: Ex's
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by jme on
Tuesday, 20th January 2004 @ 10:57:57 AM AEST
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| Great write. This poem shows your true talent...writing. |
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