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meet up
Contributed by
adsalamon
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Monday, 27th January 2003 @ 04:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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He walks alone in the overgrown garden,
Weeds block the way now, where the path once stretched.
The room she left him,
Cluttered with dust, with memories along the mantlepiece, her bone china still sits alone.
He sits and weeps,
tear meanders down a cracked face, the solitary tear winding downwards to its fate, the old man ponders.
The clock strikes six,
the silence erupts all around, of he goes peacefully to meet her
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2003-01-27 16:00:00]
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Re: meet up
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by LOWMAN613 on
Monday, 27th January 2003 @ 11:13:01 PM AEST
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| A sad & touching write,well done with this one! Christina |
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Re: meet up
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by The_Phantom on
Friday, 21st March 2003 @ 06:52:54 AM AEST
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whoa, very nice this one indeed. please keep them coming.
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Re: meet up
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by the_wampum_pimp on
Friday, 1st December 2006 @ 09:51:03 AM AEST
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| A good write. Keep it up |
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