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Xeonox
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0 posted 2011-05-05 01:11 PM



Words come to my aid,
As my poetic talent seems to fade,
Laying there like a half full cup,
Look for new muses to lead me out of this rut,
No sense in reminiscing about the past,
More often than not, a dark shadow is cast,
This white clear moment carries a sign of revival,
Maybe, somehow it will lead to my ultimate survival.

I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality.

© Copyright 2011 Ronil B Tataria - All Rights Reserved
dreamgal
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since 2011-03-17
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1 posted 2011-05-05 01:14 PM


Im saying what I "KNOW" lol and that is
your cup is filling up from my point of view i enjoyed this alot. Keep writing and
thanks for sharing.

Dreamgal

JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06
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2 posted 2011-05-05 01:58 PM


Ah yeah, Xeonox, just keep plodding along, everything will work out. THIS is good.

~ I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" / I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance. ~

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