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Apart at the Seams |
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baseballpoet Junior Member
since 2003-10-20
Posts 36 |
My strings unravelling, I'm coming apart at the seams. On the outside, I make it look like I'm in one piece. But inside I'm dwindling down, to what frightenly resembles nothing. So I smile at the mirror, trying to remind myself of me. But I can't remember who I was, or who I am supposed to be. And this loss of memory is frightening. Because if I can' remember that, then who will I be in the morning. When the sun wakes me up to show me that I'm crumbling. Diminishing into particles that my own eyes can't even see. At least I awake to smile another smile into the mirror reflecting, tht I'm coming apart at the seams. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
sighing, sleepless nights and introspection... oh I DO understand. Check your e mail for a warm welcome from Passion. (Maybe we can fix a few of your stitches.) Welcome, baseballpoet.  |
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~*DrAgOnFLY*~ Junior Member
since 2003-10-17
Posts 29Haven of Abyss |
welcome welcome! and congrats on a great poem...reminds me of a song i wrote (which i actually refuse to post since im being encouraged to sell it) all about not knowing who you are, fighting the pain and all that...yeah i really like it  maybe we could colab somethin sometime"You laugh because I'm different, I laugh because you're all the same" |
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~*DrAgOnFLY*~ Junior Member
since 2003-10-17
Posts 29Haven of Abyss |
by the way, glad you liked my poem, and dun worry, theres plenty more where that came from  "You laugh because I'm different, I laugh because you're all the same" |
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