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The house on dowdy lane
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The house on dowdy lane |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
Their is a house on dawdy lane where every scream is one of pain every tear is one of woe every lover longs to go every space is black as sin every place no one fits in and everyone always wants to know why it is i never go < !signature--> Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. [This message has been edited by Walter Poe (edited 04-06-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
perfect poem W, excellent rhyme... dont go there...come here instead (smile) take care, jm The stars shine so bright, now's the time I close my eyes - soft wind touch my face, Cool sand upon the place where I once kissed you And held you close. Now I will reach for the stars... Because Oh my love, that's where you are... Though the storms of black night rage on I still see your face I still feel your lips on mine And though my heart feels all alone without you I still hear you sing to me I still hear your voice on the sea... vertical horizon |
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