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November, Alone
Contributed by
Dri
on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 01:05:34 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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there's a song on the radio
for you
and no one knows it but me
it's a lonely knowledge
full of wants and
mistakes, realized far too late
and the shirt you wore in the picture
has long since lost your scent
still i curl up every night
indulging myself for the
darkness that comes
there's a house going
down in flames for you
and as I watch the
smoke curl around
the stars
I wonder if November will always find me
without a hand to hold
Copyright ©
Dri
... [
2005-11-18 13:05:34]
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Re: November, Alone
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by enigma on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 01:50:56 PM AEST
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...Dido..."Life For Rent,"...'White Flag'...i will go down with the ship...
...glub, glub, glub...
ron...enigma |
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Re: November, Alone
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by lostinmyself on
Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 07:10:56 PM AEST
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This is a very good poem. I would normally say that you need some capitals, but it seems to help the poem this way. It seems like such an honest write.
I love those last 5 lines, that is the part that really hits me and makes me think it's so sad.
A lovely write.
*hugs*
Phil xxx |
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Re: November, Alone
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 19th November 2005 @ 08:22:40 PM AEST
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Sincerely, an extraordinary write. Very sweet and heartfelt, I wish there was more to say, but I'm at a loss for words. Simply great.
-Cassy |
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