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Proof of Life

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Grinch
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Whoville


0 posted 11-08-2006 05:00 PM       View Profile for Grinch   Email Grinch   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Grinch

My bed lies half-empty, much like my dreams,
A symbol that life isn't all that it seems,
That roses smell pretty but thorns draw blood
Proving hard times come easy as good.

Thin sheets of cotton can cling to the skin
When nightmares drag memories rumbling in,
Rubbing salt into wounds still refusing to heal
Proving hard times are part of the deal.

I've stared at the moon 'til the morning awoke,
Walked high wire nerves through the fire and smoke
Cursed the wind and his brother the sun,
Proving hard times have only begun.

This wall that my head bangs so stubbornly on
Is a statue to hard times, to show that they won
That my fingers slipped loose self-control
Proving hard times can eat up your soul.

I know hiding in shadows, the fear in the night
The sorrow of losing a one-sided fight
And a half-empty bed, full of being alone
Proving hard times are all that I own.

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ThisDiamond
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since 02-22-2002
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1 posted 11-08-2006 08:30 PM       View Profile for ThisDiamond   Email ThisDiamond   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ThisDiamond's Home Page   View IP for ThisDiamond

Your form is impeccable...
the theme feels forced, like beating out a dead flame.  
I may be sensitive to the fact that we tell ourselves the hardest untruths, it seems...and also forget that there is a new day on purpose...  
Healing to your sadness.  
  Don't stop until you are empty...the filling up is rather fun.
PEBBLES
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since 10-30-2006
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South Australia, Australia


2 posted 11-08-2006 09:02 PM       View Profile for PEBBLES   Email PEBBLES   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for PEBBLES

I think I held my breath from the first letter till the last, just as well it was'nt any longer. Keep looking forward the veiw will get better. best wishes.
passing shadows
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3 posted 11-08-2006 09:49 PM       View Profile for passing shadows   Email passing shadows   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for passing shadows

*sigh*
TomMark
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4 posted 01-06-2008 11:56 PM       View Profile for TomMark   Email TomMark   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for TomMark

Beautiful poem. Very good. But very sad. Why you choose to write this kind topic?
 
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