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Daniela Maria Violin

Contributed by remy on Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 11:37:23 AM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry



this must have been a part of the pattern
i've come to with my feet set on the ground
i didn't expect to see a crashing saturn
and in the search i don't care to be found

could you care
to hunt me down?
are you there
where are you now?

it's a fault wreck that i've come to accept
based on the decision making interim head
with the driving points goes the neglect and
step out the door better off to be dead

could you care
to hunt me now?
are you there
where are you now?

and then the story goes.
the curtains close on ills.
no recantation clothes.
it certainly brings chills.
then fails recognisance.
it's time to close on in.
as if this made sense.
we'll spread ourselves thin.

the plans engaged could appear to be whimful
on execution the fainting heart will go first
yet in fact this wasn't made on an impulse
with retribution i'll deal with the curse

do you care
to hunt me down?
are you there
where are you now?

i can't go beating the bushes this time
what was said was said in time and a place
no i don't know what's failed in my mind
can't imagine you've a smile on your face

do you care
following now?
are you there
well what of now?

yes then the story goes.
yes curtains close on ills.
no recantation clothes.
it certainly steals chills.
then fails intelligence.
it's time to move on in.
as if this made sense.
we'll spread ourselves thin.

welfare wins.
i'll have you know
it's a sin
but i can still let you go...
it's wonderful.
you get your way
while i'm cold
it's just the dawn of day...

well...
well...
well...

you brought me here.
i'm not much without you around.
you've left me here.
couldn't think of what to now.
you brought us here.
i'm not much without you around.
you've left it here.
couldn't think of what to now.
you brought you here.

(if you ever glance at this, i'm still here...
in L.A. on the computer missing you.)




Copyright © remy ... [ 2004-10-05 11:37:23]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 11:54:36 AM AEST
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awwwww this is a sweet friendship write, straight from your heart I can see,

pixie xx


Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 12:29:08 PM AEST
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very sweet write from your heart it sucks when all the sudden we dont hear from our friends thats for sure
Michelle


Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 01:39:30 PM AEST
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ha ha ha ha ha ha ha This is a hoot....so it's my translator is it...She translates my English into Italian for me...when you called my Italian friend stupid..(that was you wasn't it??? no..maybe that was Larry..I'm confused because I myself am having problems...) I love it when men are in trouble...Daniela...Give him Hell...whether he deserves it or not...he's done something at sometime...all men have!!! rotflol. But...give in afterward he has the look of a clown...


Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 05:29:18 PM AEST
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Oh I found this so full of heart it just brought tears to my eyes.

A poem entitled with a woman's name says so much, I think.

I hope it all works out.

Keep writing her poetry from your heart.



Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 05:41:45 PM AEST
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I was so touched to read this ... your sincerity really shines through with every line. I'm sure she will forgive you whatever you did. Hang in there.... Jan


Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 06:56:12 PM AEST
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I too am touched by this. Daniella is a wonderful person and , though I dont really know you, I am sure you are too. I wish you both a long friendship.

These are words from your heart.

Barkeep!
Larry


Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by inoc on Saturday, 9th October 2004 @ 07:59:18 AM AEST
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I've just noticed Daniela is also on this poetry site too....this poem is for her...
so hope you both can work it out
all the best remy

cheers!~


Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Saturday, 9th October 2004 @ 11:07:21 AM AEST
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Danny, sweetie (hey, I've never called you that - first time for everything I guess. I'm here... read the email I sent if you haven't already.. I'm not going anywhere. *hugs*

and to a_bear = what the hell are you talking about?!?!?


Re: Daniela Maria Violin (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Monday, 11th October 2004 @ 08:35:11 PM AEST
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Awww Remy, you have such a kind, loving heart. God bless you my friend. *S* Cynthia




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