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Yet anougher year alone .
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Yet anougher year alone . |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
Yet anouther year alone . This is it, on valentine, I always spend alone, I dought this year will change my plight, not now, I'm all alone, my fears arise, from in my heart, the feelings there again, the lonlyness, the hurt, the strife, the knowing, feeling down . The blues and soul, the rock and roll, play strong and long and true, you know the line that's coming next, that's right the 'I love you', this year the words are never said, except to plain thin air, all lady's run and flee from me, in case I call them fair, the 'I love you' has left my mind, it never will get said, I'm sure someone will say it when, I'm gone and cold and dead . With poetry as your weapon - express your iner feelings so all may carry your sorrow, united as one . |
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silvershaddow Junior Member
since 2000-02-11
Posts 19 |
I know exactly how you're feeling. I'm sure that one day, someone will whisper you the words "I love you". |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
~*HUGS*~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
Many thanks to you both, I guess some one at least must care . The sadness wont last long, It will go soon enough . |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
I can mirror your thoughts on this day...here's a hug to help you through!!!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
I guess I'm lucky then although I know how you feel But there is so much other, and things that make this day so real There is my cat He loves me when he's fat There is my fish He loves me every day I don't put him on my dish There is the sun She loves me when she beams onto the one There is my friend the one on who I always can depend There is Passions with all those Hearts There love me with their special Art So you know what I have said Come back to live, your looking rather funny when your dead Nice poem you did, but I could not let it go by. The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
Thanks to all for there hugs, care and positive thoughts, I embrace you all, and welcome your support, when I'm in need, bless you all, weather you have found romance or if you haven't, as long as there is care, we'll all get through the pain and sorrow with a little help from our friends . |
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