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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida 
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Please…just go away my dear, I walk this path alone The distance to ‘me’ is far too great, my heart is made of stone Shakespeare crossed the stars for me and all I dare to love Surely, to try would be to risk all you’ve ever dreamed of No love, don’t…don’t look at me, it tears my heart apart Seeing what you possess to give, in what I can never take part In living a life so comforting, in loving my love for you ‘Tis a dream I hold in hands, that never will come true So you see my sweet, I’d given up before the game began Its hard for me to see blindly past Truth’s master plan And as much as I want right now to be held in your embrace I know for certain that my life, is neither the time nor place Kiss me softly and walk away, the very last goodbye Move on my dear don’t turn around, lest you see me cry… May I never be too busy to help another's load, Then I'll be drinking from the saucer 'cause my cup has overflowed. --Author Unknown |
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neitham Junior Member
since 1999-12-29
Posts 42India |
Is it a figment of your imagination or is it based on a real story? Whatever is it maybe, it sure was very powerful and very touching. I did enjoy reading it, very much, Rgds, neitham |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
My God, this is heartwrenching. I don't think "anyone" is pre-ordained to be alone. I can certainly relate to the emptiness and the futility behind this. The denial of "love" itself being something you could experience... but to give in to that feeling...what is then left? Beautiful but very sad poem. (((HUGS))) Michael [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 03-23-2000).] |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Well done m'friend, but allow me to say on a personal note, that if this is wat you truly believe, then it is only because you believe it. We "can't" do something, because we convince ourselves that we can't. Get into the "can," and see what happens... you never know... |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Nikki, this is so beautiful... it made me cry! One of the best that I have seen, my friend! Truly! ~onevoice~ "And Something's odd-within- That person that I was- And this One-do not feel the same- Could it be Madness-this?" Emily Dickinson |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Satiate~ Sadly, a tender render of loss from you. Just remember ... as you are walking away from someone or someplace ... you are walking toward another. Smile and wrap a great big *HUG* around you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
neitham: You mean my real life and my imagination aren't the same thing??  Sometimes we have things that need to get out, and although this is not true to the letter...the emotions/feelings are there, and they needed to escape.Michael: My friend, I know and thank you, for understanding where I usually am coming from...scary as that may be at times.  Worry not, I haven't totally given up hope yet. Chris: So...you leave us all for days and days...you come back, and all of a sudden you're the Engine that Could?!  LOL Seriously though, you're right (and I won't admit that again for a while!)...the only think holding people back are themselves.Erin, girl!  It's so good to see you back again, thanks muchly.Marge: Bless your sweet self...you always have the most wonderfully uplifting things to say, and always have many smiles to hand out. Thankyou |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Surely one who can put the pen to such feelings can put fate in it's place Doc |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
All I can say is... however much of this is apocryphal and however much is literal... it is a very touching poem and having been separated by death from love, I shant ever be again for any lesser reason, distance, money, time, (kids would have to be balanced in there somewhere), no argument, no slight, no wandering eye.... nope... |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Oh, this is wonderful, but oh so sad. I think this is amoung the best of your works I have yet to see. Seems like you need a big hug ((((HUGS))))  |
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