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Passing Through
Contributed by
TheEarlyNovember
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Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 12:33:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Oh how passing moments
Turned into new years
This now emtpy neigborhood
Was where my memory began
I knew every family on my street
I remember the faces
They play through my mind
Every night in my dreams
Now their gone; scattered
Leading another life
The only thing that remains
Is the glow of the lights
Where the kids used to sit
Beneath the sky
You couldn't see past tomorrow
It was always anothers worry
Driving through the old neigborhood
I remembered an empty house
But it was no longer a home
Driving through the old neigorhood
I don't ever remember feeling so alone
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TheEarlyNovember
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2005-04-12 00:33:36]
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Re: Passing Through
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by shelby on
Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 12:37:00 AM AEST
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almost haunting I felt the feelings you captured in this write and it does give one a sinking feeling to return home and find its not really there anymore
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Re: Passing Through
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 01:07:06 AM AEST
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| Very good poem. Kinda sad but it also brings back the same kind of memories for me and some of them were happy...in the old neighborhood. |
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Re: Passing Through
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 12:32:09 PM AEST
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| Very sad, I could feel the longing of past years in your words.. |
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