Open Poetry #43 |
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Android 17
since 2001-07-21
Posts 664Winnipeg |
You always run faster; you always catch back upto me. City to city. I see your face. (Crawling. Sneering. Coddling.) Strung up is no fun when you're high-strung. Stretched across days. The many diguises confuse some but always fall short. (Far too familiar to me.) The warm embrace always brings failure... (Lost jobs and unslept nights) This romance is murder. Slowly killing me. You're my favourite disease. Always telling me, “It's going to be alright...” Sometimes admitting you have one isn't enough. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
"This romance is murder. Slowly killing me" powerful, poignant write... |
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sklagurl17 Junior Member
since 2008-09-08
Posts 43nc. |
Brillant write. -Tabitha. |
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Android 17
since 2001-07-21
Posts 664Winnipeg |
Thanks kids! Muah! |
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