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Stolen Simplicity Junior Member
since 2002-11-07
Posts 22Canadian |
(I wrote this awhile ago) The hollow land, The days gone by, The memory sleeps, The idea's die. The familiar place, The good 'ol times, Do I remember you? Or did you die? As smiles fade, Tears flow down, Doors are closed, Windows in disguise. Figures weep, While I hide, Empty space sleeps, I close my eyes. Don't want to see, Would hate to know, Anyways I ask, Why, I don't know. What good it does, Is unknown to me, In the end, Only empty is left for me. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Elizabeth, I'm so happy this is from before, sweet friend, I hope now all these feelings are behind you for you are so much more and I know so muc beauty lies in store for you, just believe and you shall find! (sigh) This is honestly heartfelt, sweet friend, I send angel hugs of comfort your way, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Elizabeth, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is such a sad poem. But wonderfully written. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Radrook Senior Member
since 2002-08-09
Posts 648 |
Wow! Very skillfuly handled! The existential sense of despair came through loud and clear! Enjoyed! |
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