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my dark home |
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thebob Junior Member
since 2000-02-16
Posts 15 |
a dark veil covers my face feeling no need to go on no need to suffer from life as i open the door to darkness a cold breeze wispers in my ear and a chill runs down my spine i turn to say bye to my loved ones but the room is still i am alone in this hell i shed no tear for you i see no reason to waste a drop i have no one to miss or weep for i have no one to love or care for shutting the door on my past ending my journey going Home bob |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
Disturbing thought. Someone always cares, I hope. Liked the image of a door. Jannel "I'm just saying that we've mistaken one for thousands of words, and for that mistake I've caused you such pain that I damn that word." -10000 Maniacs "Jezebel" |
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ill_tactics Member
since 2000-02-11
Posts 149 |
Much like my thoughts bout life. I would like to shut the door sometimes, but it feels like its revolving. Just keeps coming back to the same position. Nice poem. I would like to read more. Much love, One love, PEACE |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Why not get a door with windows in it? So you can see before venturing out only to be hurt again. I know this feeling too. Well done  May the world hug you today, With it's warmth and love. I pray it whispers a joyful tune in your heart, That tell you there is a friend sitting in another corner of the world, Wishing you well and wishing you love...... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I see you just joined us..welcome to Dark Passions...and this poem is perfect for here...full of dark imagery and emotions..well written and expressed. janet marie "Bring it on baby what you getting into... I swear at once it was the little things that mattered-- But it all seems true to you. Say the hell with my name and say the hell with my picture... but swear, for the one time you need me around. And here I'll stand like it matters... Only once love gets through then gets scattered by the rain... But pain gives me the right to be unkind"... Tabitha's Secret |
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thebob Junior Member
since 2000-02-16
Posts 15 |
thank you for the nice complements.Isis- no onef said that the door had no windows but yet i'm not saying that it does either. maybe i don't care either way what's in store for me on the other side. or maybe i lide whats on the other side. Jannel- I like the image of the door myself. i do believe that at least one person somewhere cares even if you don't know it. Ill-Tactics- i really liked your comment of the door being a revolving style. it makes one think for a minute or two. Janet Marie- thank you for the warm greeting and i am very pleased to be a member. i am very pleased you liked my poem and soon enough i'll have another posted. bob |
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