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The Mold of me
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The Mold of me |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
Desending on those words, unsaid with wings of passion, eyes of dread. Look through shadows on the wall; tempt the lightening, so trees won't fall. Utter precisely a "yes" or "no", forgetting the layers that linger below. Pose me pretty on the witness stand; argue a case with your head in the sand. It's simple and certain you'll win a fight focusing frienzied on the black and white. Yet what of the truth that logic must play when catptured complexity is locked away? What am I now in this tired old shell? The hand made mold of what you must sell. A characature, a cut and paste role is all that is me when you forfiet my soul. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
I related to this one. My friend is going through a simular situation. Thank you! |
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Craig Member
since 1999-06-10
Posts 444 |
Back to the top.  |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Smiles.....  |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Great Job. , and Welcome |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I really liked this one...especially the last line. You will have to watch out for a response from our 'resident lawyer' though, he may have a rebuttal! I now saunter off to read more of your work! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! where have you gone? come back and write more! |
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