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Empty
Contributed by
MnMnMsrcool
on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 05:44:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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When was the last time
there was something on your mind
to tell an empty soul
The people yell
the people sing
for what?
an empty gesture
We reach for shelter
we reach for protection
from what?
an empty hand
Each time a cheer erupts
a hand flings out
and snatches away our happiness
but why?
and empty heart
A presence lingers
a light burns bright
why?
to console our
empty soul
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MnMnMsrcool
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2004-10-20 17:44:05] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Empty
(User Rating: 1 ) by a_bear on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 05:55:36 PM AEST (User
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so very good and so very true..some are afraid of happiness..just because they think they might lose it..
what a great write! yes!!! |
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Re: Empty
(User Rating: 1 ) by Minerrva on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 06:23:52 PM AEST (User
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Someone who can write like that can't be entirely empty. ^^ I concur. |
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Re: Empty
(User Rating: 1 ) by Yousef on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 07:18:20 PM AEST (User
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Very good poem, well written and well presented too, I felt each and every word written, in my point of view "You are not empty at all, but it's just a period of time and you will get over it and that's for sure" and if you want any help in getting over this emptiness you can talk to me (If you want ofcourse). |
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Re: Empty
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 09:51:40 PM AEST (User
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good write. i have written many poems about this myself. |
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