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What She Told Me

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DreamEvil
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0 posted 07-17-99 05:25 AM       View Profile for DreamEvil   Email DreamEvil   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit DreamEvil's Home Page   View IP for DreamEvil

Ever have a lover? Ever wonder if that lover was true to you? Are you married to another? Is that lover?
Shall I continue?

Why is Love seen as a crime? Are we so behind the times that we cannot see what we do to our own society? I wonder at times, are we really free?

She told me today that nothing that I wanted to hear was wrong. I can hear the deceit in that twisted siren song. When asked she said she might be pregnant with her husbands child, I could hear the pain again and again, my thoughts just as wild.

Never did it enter my mind to deny what I felt inside, I love my never-to-be bride, whatever she should decide to do with our time we now spend in contemplation of each other's rhyme.

Hard on her is not what I'd say, better to say crushing, as supportive as I can be, I can't be there. I feel like rushing
To her side, cursing the husband who denies her and holds her
With ties that bind and intertwine.

Hopefully, sometime she'll read this verse and know that I don't curse her, hopefully reverse the downward slide into guilt and denial that being apart has engendered from me right from the start.

©1999 DreamEvil
This piece is open-ended as the ending depends on her.


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Being paranoid is the biggest reason I'm still around to practice my paranoia.
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Dragon
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1 posted 07-17-99 05:58 AM       View Profile for Dragon   Email Dragon   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dragon

Some ties bind us tighter and tighter.But love will always set us free.Very moving.Thank-You
Genea
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2 posted 07-17-99 11:14 AM       View Profile for Genea   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Genea

hmmm.....decisions, decisions.....thought provoking!
~one voice~
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3 posted 07-17-99 06:52 PM       View Profile for ~one voice~   Email ~one voice~   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ~one voice~

I am so lucky to have someone like you to be there for me, Dream. I love this poem, as well as what it stands for.

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~one voice~
*You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.*

DreamEvil
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4 posted 07-17-99 08:31 PM       View Profile for DreamEvil   Email DreamEvil   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit DreamEvil's Home Page   View IP for DreamEvil

Love you too, dear Lady.
~one voice~
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5 posted 07-17-99 08:37 PM       View Profile for ~one voice~   Email ~one voice~   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ~one voice~

like wise, Dream.
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