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quietwaters Junior Member
since 2002-02-04
Posts 30delray beach, florida |
I guess it's true. A word that finds its way in like company sometimes -- even if stumbling -- may also find a...home. Please forgive me if I speak too much and too early. I assure you, I won't be as "vehement" for long... Ray... Helpless You stood there beside me, drawing a last drag from your cigarette. Like that we were; standing so close, and like that so far. You said you couldn't sleep... I wanted to say we ought to go help people some dark bar; maybe one less colder than us. My tongue was dragging over saying... a couple of beers, or a shot of liquid cocaine, might do the trick for you, for us... A different line than an aching truth shuttered behind a soulbreak, silently stoking a whispered flame in vain. That's how far i can speak voiceless... Tomorrow we'll do the same thing all over again...probably share too-short breaks, gravitate towards each other, blind still; to say the furthest things from our minds... I go home each night, dream words for tomorrow that i know i'll never say. And how's that for breaking down barriers, huh? But i guess being near you is close enough -- that it shouldn't matter after all.... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Your work is excellent, this could be titled "hopeless" as well. I am now an avid fan.  |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
"The words we never said" could have been a nice title to this one as well. Enjoyed muchly! ~Tier |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"I go home each night, dream words for tomorrow that i know i'll never say. " I can't even tell you how much I love that part |
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PearlsB4Swine Member
since 2002-02-01
Posts 130where the heart finds me |
such pathos spoken with experience. sigh But it's so hard to say what we really think. Each line led to the other in fine poetry, Quietwaters. Nicely done! PB4S |
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