Open Poetry #32 |
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Moving On |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
I catch myself remembering, your dreams, whilst images from childhood nightmares hold sway as the entertainment. Perhaps for a moment you could pretend you still love me. Anything is possible. I promise you I’ll understand, as quietly as possible. Taste my pain and you will become me. Pain is only another name for pleasure. Yet handwritten excuses for everything, come between us. Therefore let me give you the comfort of my death without knowing it. We will never be the same, now there is no reason to stay. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Such a sad, sad write. Some amazing lines in it. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I understand this pain and acceptance |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I see through the mist of words a painful regret of what isn't yet to be... (inspiration may result) ![]() Nice to read your words, Frank *sM |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
ilana - thank you for the read. passing shadows - also hope for with acceptance one is able to move on. nakdthoughts - "M", thank you, I don't think I've ever managed to inspire anyone. |
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