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I Can't Live With Them And Their Bones Don't Make Good Soup
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I Can't Live With Them And Their Bones Don't Make Good Soup |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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Pretty day pretty day, I wish these blues would go away, I just don't feel the need to get along, I'm not depressed or destitute; I live a privileged life it's true and I've done damned near everything I wanted to enjoy. It is the loneliness that gets me now, though I can't make a case for how I should have the reasons to complain. I chased away ‘most everyone before real friendships had begun and chose the life I've lived at every turn; so when night comes and I'm alone listening to the building's stones shifting as they're chilling in the dark, I'll sit with powder, cap and ball, ruminating on it all, and wonder if I ought to strike a spark. I don't reflect on sins and crimes, instead I count the countless times I've loved some woman who then walked away. Someone asked me recently, if I thought her memory was short a couple steps upon the stairs; I knew her way back when, you see, and knew she too would forget me in time because that's what women do, but today I know enough to keep my options free, not to bet she will remember me; so I lied and said she's different ‘cause she cares. ©2004 by icebox |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
It is the loneliness that gets me now, though I can't make a case for how I should have the reasons to complain. sighing...yep. the loneliness is what gets us in the long run. Very well done Icebox... |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
IceBox~ THIS IS SOLID GOLD !!!! 'when night comes and I'm alone listening to the building's stones shifting as they're chilling in the dark' You know what ... I think you are simply WONDERFUL ...~ Yep ... that's what I think alright ! I believe I would have liked to have known you then ...~ I know that you are rememberable (eh, so I made it up ... but you know what it means) for sure~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
This makes me sorrowful, for lonliness is no gift. Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
You needn't have gone farther than the title, m'friend. Not for me, in any case...LOL |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Perhaps the loneliness is because we miss ourselves - our authentic selves - who have never had a chance to live - our own fault, of course, but life does that to one. It's never too late. Oh, and I don't think "forgetting" is a woman thing at all - no, not at all. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
This is a very nice bluesy one. I like it. And the title is outrageous!  Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
This can be applied both ways, Icey. Good Lord, can it ever! (they did care) |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
*understanding* |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I'm with wranx, the title of this about did me in--you never cease to leave me smiling as your ring those bells of familiaty in my head. OH. Could be the trazadone, but in this case, I dont think so. gleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee *big bear hug* and shush, it won't hurt a bit. grin  |
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