Open Poetry #15 |
strange |
Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
strange that in a solemn rite one can tie one’s hands so tight as I would loose the bonds that bind to take you back into time when love was good and fresh, sincere ~ our way was paved, our efforts, clear but you have grown, distantly and have become, insistently, one that I don’t know now and in all of this somehow the commit we made is strangling us and while you fight, I would leave no fuss strange |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
the commit we made is strangling us and while you fight, I would leave no fuss strange wow can you say it, and so compactly...this is incredible |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
yes compact and powerful... nicely done |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
So difficult when life turns strange and the one we knew turns into a stranger... Well said. Corinne |
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Dulcinea Senior Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 774IN |
Strange indeed, seems I recognize that apathy...well said! |
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mirror man Senior Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 814 |
Yes, very well said. |
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shadow974 Senior Member
since 2001-06-21
Posts 636Michigan |
Very well written, relationships are difficult at best. Throw your heart out in front of you |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
Ahh, not so strange in some ways, for some do grow and some do stay...makes for a matter of where am I and where do I go now?..nice write...very gentle smile |
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