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We Were Never Real |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL 
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you can't stand to let me out can you? out of your unreal world that haze you sift through every day while you convince yourself that you have everything I have ever wanted.... but you have a night in you intriguing at first then with no depth no soul no not even for something dark. You can't escape your world of fog so how can you see me stealing quietly through trying to protect my heart stealthily as I go and go and I am leaving and you can't even feel it because you are fooling yourself into believing that I can't hate you for all you've done to me. You've played the part beligerent foolish little boy all wrapped up in the past and what his fists can do to aid the anger for things that should be confronted instead of hidden in a fog of red eyes blinded by bottles and brain blasted by chemicals. you think I can't get out of this world you've created but I can see? I am just now stepping over the edge putting my feet into the light and the clear still dark sky. All of my impurities are right here on my sleeve. This is Me"---Faith Hill |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Wow Jenn it is great to read you again, but this was really so multi-layered I may have to read it a few times. I felt so many different emotions coming out in this one. Almost a walk through a dark tunnel with a flicker of light at the end yanno? So much pain in this, yet light of hope. Great poem. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Good for you, Jenn, I miss this. Bold and beautiful writing, in my face. |
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rascalx Senior Member
since 1999-08-25
Posts 590Florence, SC, USA |
Jenn, This one speaks to me...for so long I had felt trapped by my blind "love" for another, and it took me too long to realize that I was killing myself by trying to give too much to another without getting anything in return but heartache and hurt. I did get free and I did find the happiness I knew was out there waiting for me. You will find that same happiness; you're too beautiful a person not to. I love reading your poems; you are so good at just letting your thoughts run free on paper and you always use eloquent words and phrasing and powerful imagery. - Jeff PS> Where the heck has John/Sven gotten off to? Ain't seen anything from the ol' boy... |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Don't know if it was actually a dark tunnel or a dark funnel... but you stepped towards getting out and that shows such strength. I used "funnel" because for me, I had to get literally thrown out before my heart could move on and away from that "beligerent, foolish little boy"... Beautiful work, and so good to see you again! Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Nice write. It was dark and angry. Maybe it was a little hateful too. It is said that hate is the combination of fear and anger. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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kissa~rachelle Senior Member
since 2003-11-27
Posts 988nowhere special |
that was beautiful... I ask why, but in my mind, |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This is a solid basis for some very honest wakeful woman moments and egads Jenn, I'm so happy to see this from your pen!  seeing is believing and I believe you have seen happy hugs m'lady!  |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
wow. |
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