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Dry August... |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA 
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Dry August, sunrays mixed with dust, Fill up my glass... I wander lonely and I cast My shadow to the scorching pavement-- Let it boil... I hunger for my own enslavement,-- A month ‘til school. I'm bored and tired, I need to work! I feel exhausted and retired. The world’s against me... I feel cursed I’m staying up all night, composing verse... My critics rave, “His poetry lack sense, It has no purpose and no meaning... it is dense... So full of texture but of text deprived...”-- I haven’t lived, -- what can I write of life? < !signature--> Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet [This message has been edited by Master (edited 08-22-2000).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
oh man, to write of life, or does life write of us? Just write, master. and know that I enjoy... |
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ladysixstring Member
since 2000-07-27
Posts 374 |
Everything will be fine as soon as school starts.... *S* Very energetic. -jaimie Website: www.ladysixstring.com |
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