Open Poetry #30 |
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What? Never... |
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Ladycat![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-07-05
Posts 782At the edge and a doorway,TX ![]() |
Random outburst coming from a Grr Walking late down the street Cars shriek, but never crash I guess that is how it goes around here As the fustration builds in my mind while thinking about you The gears begin to grind with each clink The blood boils The tunnel of red I see through Narrows on the one thing out of touch Out of touch with everything Still lost Looking for something higher Never reaching the plane We wander onward A destiny set in the winds of change We are more than what we seem at night Rockstars, Pornstars, Killer of Kings. Lost and unknown To those who think they matter Always on the edge watching Stalking Hunting The soon to fall prey Love, Grr and Ladycat *One late night with my bestfriend brings out pieces like this.* Dancing is the loftiest, the most moving, the most |
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ThUnDeRkYsS Senior Member
since 1999-09-23
Posts 727Wisconsin |
This is very deep and touching, brings on much thought, wonderfully written and very captivating. Take care Lady... ![]() Brian Strive for higher levels, if they seem out of reach... Grow, and they will get closer. |
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