Open Poetry #28 |
pretty fake promises.... |
Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
pressed emotions in a scrap book pretty fake promises plastered all over my eyes tears only seduce the pain words throbbing on the tip of my tongue how do i... i'm stuck somewhere in between the pit of my stomach and your mouth... If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. [This message has been edited by Ceinwyn (09-19-2003 10:33 PM).] |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
OMG how do you come up with this stuff: i'm stuck somewhere in between the pit of my stomach and your mouth... God Kris, just amazing writing I wish I had written those lines and this somehow reminded me of looking at my wedding photos . . . strange xxoo |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
hush that's the lack of sleep talking sweetie..lol j/k you're too kind to me even in the early morning..thank you... If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Now why can't I write like that??!!??? Lovin' hugs, Linda |
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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
damn...lack of sleep or not, you got skills. loved it, cheers. and even when everything was wrong, and we were mad at the world, it was still beautiful. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Felt that in my stomach..I know exactly what you are saying. Sandra |
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