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Three
Contributed by
rhei76
on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 12:24:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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On the way to the hospital
Today will be the day
While the rest of the family
will be here tomorrow night
Goin' on three funerals in three months
What a year
My uncle
My cousin
My aunt
With the dates of old
4 days ago was my cousin's deathday by ten years
Yesterday was my grandma's by sixteen
As for their tombstones
They both read the 13th of July
Anerizism
(I can't spell this morning)
By next week's end
Everyone tested
Over a hundred in
Somethings you just can't explain
Sometimes the pain just won't leave
And look at me
All I think about is me
me
first thought when i heard
was the last thing i said to her before she left
next thing was i didn't see this
Feeling hollow
I wonder what will happen to me
Copyright ©
rhei76
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2004-07-14 12:24:54] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Three
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 12:26:37 PM AEST (User
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very good write. not seen you for awhile, hope everything is ok?
takecare
pixie xx |
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Re: Three
(User Rating: 1 ) by Stitch on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 12:28:30 PM AEST (User
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Sometimes it is hard to get outside that box called "me." God will get you there in His time though.
Stitch |
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Re: Three
(User Rating: 1 ) by buchi on
Saturday, 17th July 2004 @ 10:15:37 AM AEST (User
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This poem displays the subject-matter as deterministic to the the nature of human life ...
Unique...great!! |
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