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lovejunkie Member
since 2003-12-31
Posts 93Indiana |
Wasteland Teenage years wasted, Melted into the floor, Cried into sheets, Scratched into the door. Friday nights gone by, Deep in the grain of the dresser, Wished into clocks, They forgot how to make it better. My mind slowly abandoned, Startled by your voice, Hiden by the memories, Buried in Love's choice. Sleepless Nights abundant, Stuffed in socks and coats, Cuddled by purple pillows, Refusing to give me any hope. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I remember these years -- in looking back now, they were great teachers. hugs to you |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yep...I'm going to let my 15 year old daughter read this |
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xela Junior Member
since 2004-01-03
Posts 13 |
definitely captured what i think most teens go through |
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wickedbeautifulpoetry Member
since 2004-01-03
Posts 84Indiana, USA |
you are a terrific writer who infuses angst of the teen years with a sense of wisdom! great writing, hang in there! i hope this isn't something you're going through, because I know it all hurts, but if it is know I'm here for you! -katie- |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
I've been surrounded by those purple pillows,,,it seems like we will never get past it,,,,and yes,,we wish so much time away to get onto better things,,,,,we dont realize how fast that clock is ticking,,,,and that what we are going thru is a part of growing,,,if not growing up,,, Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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