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ElDorado

Contributed by kailadragon on Friday, 1st April 2005 @ 11:36:48 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



why do i feel
like i'm going back to prison
that city suffocates me
too many things to look back on
too much grief
for one city
can't forget the memories
the screaming, the fighting
our clothes in garbage bags
ready to go at a moment's notice
to get away from the abuse
anger, hate, and put-downs
from someone who 'cared'
freezing winters
wrapped up in the floor
with our tiny space heater
waking during a storm
to wipe the water from my arms
and roll over to find a dry spot to sleep
our screaming neighbors
some 'friends' they were
cussing, stalking, accusing
**** i hate this city




Copyright © kailadragon ... [ 2005-04-01 11:36:48]
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Re: ElDorado (User Rating: 1 )
by Cupid on Friday, 1st April 2005 @ 02:54:00 PM AEST
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I'm sorry you had so much trouble, kailadragon.
But at least you let out your upsetnesses in your poetry. I think you did great on this poem.
I sincerely hope you find happiness as your life goes on.


Re: ElDorado (User Rating: 1 )
by bigtig6269 on Sunday, 3rd April 2005 @ 03:37:59 AM AEST
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El D ain't that bad. there's a lot more stuff to do there than it is in Camden. sorry for your past though


Re: ElDorado (User Rating: 1 )
by freckle on Wednesday, 6th April 2005 @ 10:04:57 PM AEST
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Intense...good write. I love the descriptions you have used....been in front of a space heater or two myself...thanks for sharing with us!

Carol




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