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At an Arm's Length
Contributed by
SensitiveSoAbused
on
Monday, 16th February 2004 @ 12:59:17 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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At an Arm's Length
And the man in the alley
behind the faded blue dumpster
is looking for life,
looking for love
Where sweet only applies so sickeningly,
and needles are never used for sewing...
Where a home is never a house,
and the heart long decayed
under pretentious glances...
And the girl at her friend's house,
she in his bed,
he in her,
is looking for love
looking for life
Where to be touched is to be loved,
to be felt is to feel...
...I love you...
Where words have no meaning,
standing, shivering,
alone in the rain the next day...
And the boy walking through the shadows
down the hall to the holding cell
is looking for life
looking for love
Where life is measured
in grams, ounces, and pounds,
and crystal is not the girl next door...
Where a bloody form in the ditch
symbolizes power,
and sanity lies in the number of hits taken
and the number of hits carried out...
When, from an arms length,
you see these eyes,
you see yourself
too far away...
simplistically synonymous,
Only then will you find life...
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SensitiveSoAbused
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Re: At an Arm's Length
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Monday, 16th February 2004 @ 01:05:31 AM AEST (User
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Very good write. Shows compassion and understanding of others.
luv, huggs,
emy
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Re: At an Arm's Length
(User Rating: 0 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 16th February 2004 @ 05:44:38 PM AEST (User
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OK if you are making refernces to me you could at least make it clear in the poem what exactly you are trying to portray me as, thanks. Nice poem. |
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Re: At an Arm's Length
(User Rating: 1 ) by SensitiveSoAbused on
Tuesday, 17th February 2004 @ 06:53:14 PM AEST (User
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uh well i actually have no idea who you are... anonymous tends to give that impression... uh i was not making a portrayal of anyone in specific.. pm me and tell me who you are and why you think so... |
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