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Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

0 posted 2001-03-31 11:26 AM

Haven
Mind bend
Broken trend
Send.
Eyes
Heavy
Stubbornly though awake,
Because one more hour
And maybe
*poof*
I'll disappear
Shadowed
Covered
Smothered
Gasp of air only long enough for lessons learned.
Still love
Sound insane
Metal cold yet warm
Taste dry
How far can I go
How sink can I slow?
Frigidly warm
Testing and guiding
Hope remains
What after hope is gone?
After said is said
And done is done
And I'm no longer needed.
Slow
How slow can I sink
Heavy
Heavier
Plunging
Still holding my breath in fight,
But in the end
The pain wins
Yet I'll still be here
Even if an end
Its just because
I can't go back on my word,
And I can't just throw the switch.
Pain wins this round
And I'm gearing up for round two
Beginning with a punch in the gut.
But hey...I still love
Although I'm insane for it
And it hasn't got much return policy

We're sorry..this heart has been d-i-s-c-o-n-n-e-c-t-e-d. Should you like to hold the line we'll be glad to reconnect you..

Ina
Senior Member

since 2000-10-09

Posts 1236
Quebec, Canada

1 posted 2001-03-31 12:02 PM

i really liked the format. your poem made me sad. I really enjoyed it. it was a thinking poem.
regina

a small cut is only the beggining of a life in pain

Sven

Member Laureate

since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

2 posted 2001-03-31 12:50 PM

you still love. . . and that's all that matters. . .

sad, yet powerful. . .

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To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

Fading Away

Member Elite

since 2001-03-14

Posts 3131
Lynchburg, Virginia

3 posted 2001-03-31 04:01 PM

Great style, and format. I like the rhyme scheme in the beginning. Great poem...

--Marie

It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

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