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Where You Are
Contributed by
Whisper
on
Monday, 29th March 2004 @ 02:07:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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Thoughts that tumble round my brain are crowding BANGING in my head
Filling my days
These thoughts of what, of fear and doubt Of what each day brings next.
Going on about , like everything is just swimming
But deep with in, theres a Hard Core Chillin
that more is yet to come.
It comes in waves and washes over drowning out my Sunlight
It blocks my now, Sleepless Nights even more.
Thoughts of Terror and Empty Lonely thoughts ,
That rob the soul of breath and pulse.
No comfort is offered .
No hands reach to touch.
Its a stiff upper lip, Just go with the Flow, Leave the driving to Us.
Pray let them be Inside my head
Lisen to how my Mind screams
Sweet release- is it far ?
Or closer then We think.
Is It Time for me
Is all this I feel , the beginning signs
THAT MY SELF TORTURE COULD VERY WELL SOON BE OR.
Or perhap Wishful Thinking , Wishing to be where You Are.
Whisper
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Whisper
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2004-03-29 14:07:32]
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Re: Where You Are
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by Necromant on
Monday, 29th March 2004 @ 02:15:34 PM AEST
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Oh I feel your longing! Very well written poem! Keep it up!
ANne :D |
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Re: Where You Are
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by Kie on
Monday, 29th March 2004 @ 04:01:06 PM AEST
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| Gosh did I feel this poem. Excellent write. Kie |
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Re: Where You Are
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by bernard on
Thursday, 22nd April 2004 @ 07:37:59 AM AEST
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The heart is indeed a strange dwelling for our innermost thoughts.All our hopes and doubts are deeply written therin. This shows quite clearly in your very good poem. Paper and pen are two good utensils to get things out of our system. You have done this very well. Thank you for a wonderful read.
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