Open Poetry #32 |
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The wieght of truth |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams ![]() |
Where ever you may be Maybe you’ll think of me Beneath the endless sea Starves the child that’s me Hopelessness makes me free I’m blind, but plainly see You and I now can’t be Juju |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
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Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA |
Reminiscent of days gone by. I was there in your shoes. Loving that which was not meant for me; or so I thought. What will be, will be. Time is a healer of ALL things. I also recognized, years later, when I met my wife, that I had never really loved before her. Where I thought I had loved others long ago, I find it absent because I have never fealt love like the love I share with the mother of my son. Perhaps this is your dilemma, your time, your trial awaiting an awakening. Or, perhaps it is love, pre-destined, just not the right moment in time, yet. A heart-wrenching poem so well crafted has touched me, tonight and taken me back. Kevin |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Thank you kevin and Jo Juju |
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