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for the lonely
Contributed by
cryingonmyporch
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Wednesday, 17th July 2002 @ 10:35:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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I am here all alone. I am made of pure stone. As I stand here by myself. Asking what I’ve created of myself. I am crying all alone. I am dying on my own. As I cry here by a rose asking why I’m crying so. I say to her I am here all alone. I am made of pure stone and as I stand here by myself I ask her to ask no more. For you are not here all alone. You are not made of pure stone. You stand there in full bloom as I stand with such a gloom. You are standing with no flaws as I stand here full of flaws. So do not ask me why I cry because we stand here only to die.
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Re: for the lonely
(User Rating: 1 ) by Unaekseveer1 on
Wednesday, 13th November 2002 @ 02:43:11 AM AEST (User
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I suppose that's life Amy,
A bit sad but very well written view of it.
Thankyou for sharing
With love
Dean:-) |
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