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A Long Cool Drink
Contributed by
InfinitePoet
on
Wednesday, 9th September 2009 @ 06:58:58 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I've become so very High Strung, So Robotic, Chaotic and weary from holding my tongue....
Hiding away anywhere I can stay That allows me to absorb Clean Fresh Air into my Lungs....
Like A HUGE, tall glass of water with Ice packed to the rim, A far away Refreshing Blue Pond, Lip numbing cold To Dive into for A swim.....
Rejuvenation of The Mind, Spirit, and Soul are necessary, but lately there are no more ponds left, bottled water is safest of all... Looking 2 my future knowing it's already so Grim............
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Re: A Long Cool Drink
(User Rating: 1 ) by LadyRose on
Thursday, 10th September 2009 @ 11:39:49 AM AEST (User
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the poems you write........seems so......sad and lost,hope you find your way ......home or somewhere safe...... |
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