Open Poetry #30 |
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The lonely streets |
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poetically ghetto Member
since 2004-01-20
Posts 100 |
I was walking down the lonely streets without a bit of food to eat. The clouds above were turning grey no place to hide, no place to stay. Raindrops fell with cruel intent, one step later, I was thoroughly wet. Where did all the people go? Don't look now, I told you so. Without a bit of food to eat, my mind has no way to compete. Delusions, illusions, everywhere it took some time, but I don't care. To swear at those, who pass me by, who don't ask how and won't ask why, I'm walking down the lonely streets, without a bit of food to eat. (c) eric martinez 2003 |
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muted![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
this is saddening.... hunger of the body and the soul are an incredible pain to bear....another great post! oh by the way...seems to be alot of *peaches* floating around today *giggle* just in case you need some snackage ![]() |
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Kaoru![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
well written |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Good write -- you're doing great! |
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poetically ghetto Member
since 2004-01-20
Posts 100 |
thank you all so much for the kind words |
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