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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon 
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I'm behind the wall, pounding with my fists until they are bloodied, in the frantic hope of inspiration from the crimson drops upon the empty page. Incessant paper waiting screeching, wretched, blank, there on the floor at my feet still empty of any thought. I can't paint a picture not with this strangled stricture of my creative flow, damn wouldn't you know poetry is all I am so what now, that it's a sham please tell me, who I am? WhiteRose 04/16/03 |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
You, Dear Rose of White are a poetess!--who just made somethin' outta nuthin'!  Lovin' hugs, EA |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Wish I could write like this when my muse is missing! hugs, Chris  "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
I can't write anything when my muse is away..... And I agree you are a very good poetess!!!! Very nice!!!! Bridgette  "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Hey, there you are! I've missed you! See how talented you are!--you just made a terrific little poem outta nuttin'! Big warm hug, EA |
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