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Ephraim Junior Member
since 2002-12-07
Posts 24 |
Slipping through your fingers feel it's liquid form. Gone, so gone, yet had it even arrived? Grasp, reach, need but you know to no avail. A deadly wound to your ambitions, now a murkier past to know. Scream! Scream! To all breath your frustrations on us, then ask yourself; do they care? Care alone, fight alone. Salvage. |
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devinechild22 Senior Member
since 2002-08-28
Posts 571 |
This was good..Maybe you could call it Salvage..Or whatever the liquid you describe is since in the poem you dont say what it is..The title would imply the name which would make it a very good poem..It already is but it could give it an even better boost. Good job. *Allison* "O My love |
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CloudedDreams Member
since 2002-11-23
Posts 210My Fantasy Realm |
......wow.....  |
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