Open Poetry #37 |
Days go. bye. |
Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
I walk down the road again, lost in thought... chained. By my mind I speak with, days go. Bye. When I'm sitting here wonderin', that everything went wrong again. This my mind, wants freedom, but it condemns. By my mind I speak with, days go. Bye. It's the wind, I swear it again. My own pain, i sewed it in. This patchwork quilt is at it again. Can I quit, getting caught in my own games.. Escape. Escape. Indeed. By my mind, I speak with, days go. Bye. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I understand this deeply Kellie |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
What an odd envelope you tuck this into--but it fits so well! I like the way you change the whole balance, with only a dot or two.... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
Hey thank you, I really can't wrap my head around this... but I want to . |
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Deep_Inside Member
since 2002-02-14
Posts 377i can't stop hiding |
thanks for the read i enjoyed this a lot, i can understand these feelings. thanks agian |
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