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For Not Having The Words To Write...
Contributed by
intelectualpoet
on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 03:20:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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As I lay,
Exhausted on the ground.
The scalding hot Sun,
Beating my skin red.
The vultures begin to circle,
My almost lifeless body,
Just hoping for a meal.
My mouth,
Filled with sand.
My heart,
Filled only with the hope that you will return.
As I stood up,
expecting to see the seeminly endless world around me.
But my eyes were surprised,
To see the one,
Who stole the words right out of my mouth.
I stumble,
For just one thing,
One thing that is worthy of your ears.
For not having the words to say,
I love you,
Was the one thing,
I knew you wanted to hear.
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intelectualpoet
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2004-02-15 03:20:52]
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Re: For Not Having The Words To Write...
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by bluoreo on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 03:52:42 AM AEST
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Very good write. Great discription. I loved it!
-Eric |
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Re: For Not Having The Words To Write...
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by Kie on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 11:52:39 AM AEST
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| Excellent! Kie |
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