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Helium Balloon New Member
since 2002-06-18
Posts 8MB Cannada |
depression falls resting down upon us all no one even feels it im lost here in reality bliss is never so great when shes gone too bad all things end is there a reason then why we start all things bliss is never so great when you know its gonna end too late to quit too early to turn in columbine never seemed seemed so rational bliss is never so great when your dead |
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LadyPeach1 Member
since 2001-06-04
Posts 282 |
Wow, I like this one alot, there was some powerful words here. Good job. LP1 |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
You know what Love makes me think of? The Cult's greatest album! She Sells Sanctuary! Rain! Oh baby .... Ahem ... Enjoyed yr poem (and yr name). Check yr e-mail for a special dark greeting (though it's not that dark at all). Yeh. She said burn ... together. |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
Nice to see a fresh face. I enjoyed your poem quite a bit, namely the revisitation and revision of the first stanza's last few lines, in the final stanza... I thought that was clever, and it gave me a cheap smirk. ONE thing though - your title is pretty cliche. Come on, find something creative. You're quite the writer. Best of luck to you, and I'm hoping to see you around more. Parasite [This message has been edited by Local Parasite (06-27-2002 10:46 AM).] |
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