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kellinjar Junior Member
since 2002-05-19
Posts 40New Brunswick, Canada |
Here I sit, now and forever Upon my heart, your presence a lever It soars up high, when you are near A joy to behold, to have you here Excited and eager, to be at your side It does cry, when you do hide Your absence, doth make it fall Disregarded, as a lost child's doll Twisted and warped, lost for the next Bound tightly, my heart is hexed Of these shackles, when will I be free perchance when beyond you I can see -- |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Vent and let it out...then re-read *I usually find my answers there!!*  Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The last two lines clinch the poem...good job! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Yes, perchance when beyond you can see. I too thought the last two lines summed up the thought very well.. |
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