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A trance of love
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A trance of love |
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walker Member Elite
since 2001-02-11
Posts 2240Florida |
On this last page. I write my verse. No need to hurry, I've got all day. Everything I write, just leads to you. I find myself. in a trance of love. What agony, do I put myself through? To speak of you, while I can't have you. No sense in doing this, I remind myself. And as I write, you appear again. One faint memory can trigger, a chain reaction of scenes about you. You in my dreams. You in my arms. You when I eat. You when I smile. You as I walk. You as I write. You are my all. You're still my life. A quarter of a century must pass, for the writer to understand what and why he writes. |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
Everything I write, just leads to you Do I understand this? Of course. Once again, loved it! Speak when you are angry--and you'll make the best speech you'll ever regret...Laurence J. Peter |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Great writing here, walker. It's funny how sometimes regardless of the path we choose, we just keep coming to the same conclusions, isn't it? Never easy on us though. All writing comes |
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