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brandondinsmore Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 142OKC, OK |
I Think I loved Her but I don't know what to do I think I've lost her I think it's true I think too much I'm blue....blue like a midnight creek but I think I loved her I didn't love her I thought I loved her Love her, loved her, loved, love, her... I'm confused! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Sometimes life...and love are very confusing! You have expressed that with this piece very well, Brandon.  Denise |
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Deverone Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 136San Antonio, Tx, USA |
I can feel the confusion within this poem.....it hurts when you can't figure out what your heart is telling you about Love......especially when your mind isn't being so clear either. Very nice piece....thanks for sharing Deverone "We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out". ----Ray Bradbury--- |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
Life can be dreadfully confusing....I often ask what does it all truly mean!!! Hang in there and take care Bridgette |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Love is perplexing, but it will clarify itself one way or the other Good poem Liz |
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Little_Spyro Senior Member
since 2000-01-09
Posts 659San Diego, CA, USA |
Yeah, you bet love is confusing...so were some of my girlfriends lol Good poem! I think it answers that ancient question: What is love? Answer: Confusing! Great poem! "What's it like to fall in love? Well...say the object of your affection walks by... First, your heart falls into your stomach and splashes your innards. All the moisture makes you sweat profusely. This condensation shorts the circuits to your brain, an you get all woozy. When your brain burns out altogether, your mouth disengages and you babble like a cretin until she leaves. That's love, medically speaking." --Hobbes excerpt from "The Essential Calvin and Hobbes" p. 57 "Weird?! No, 'weird' is when you apply your human rules to where they shouldn't be applied. That's why it seems strange to you." --Ttark |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
If you ever find the answer to this question, you could make millions writing a book about it!  |
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Majestic Member
since 2000-01-11
Posts 264houston, tx. |
Love is the heart screamin' at us. The heart is actually incomplete Unless it has another To join it's beat... After all..God made man and woman...For each is incomplete without the other! Love is the heartfelt desire of having someone else love us. As you can see Brandon...you poem really made me think.... Nough said..hehe.. |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
Yes, love sure is confusing at times and you expressed this very well ! |
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Broken_Winged_Angel Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 994Small Town, Somewhere |
Did you ever find out if you loved her or not? Very well expressed.. MAY THE ROAD RISE TO MEET YOU, MAY THE WIND BE ALWAYS AT YOUR BACK MAY THE SUN SHINE UPON YOUR FACE THE RAINS FALL SOFT UPON YOUR FIELDS AND, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, MAY GOD HOLD YOU IN THE PALM OF HIS HAND Irish Blessing |
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jamesjiao Member
since 2000-04-12
Posts 268Backwaters of Avalon |
Well, Brandon, love is perplexing, people view love differently, and different girls need different kind of love. So, it's good to get to know the one you love first and then love will not be confusing anymore. Jõmes |
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childomine Senior Member
since 2000-01-25
Posts 818st. petersburg, FL |
You don't sound confused to me. Sounds like you love her! ...Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is.... Black Eagle Oglala Sioux holy man |
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