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Hands Made Of Clay
Contributed by
unknown_utopia
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Monday, 18th October 2010 @ 08:43:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Thought I flow a line on something that dripped into my mind and two hours later I'm staring at a blank page and feeling lost, I wonder if I commit suicide and wrote a note will anyone remember the things that caused all the saddness for what I wrote.
My hands made of clay slowly melt as I try to hold on while I silently scream cause I can't let anyone know that I live in fear, I am caught in between feeling quarintine in a place where no one lingers and I've forgotten why or how I came to be lost here.
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Re: Hands Made Of Clay
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Monday, 18th October 2010 @ 11:30:44 PM AEST (User
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Very sad but well written.
huggs,
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Re: Hands Made Of Clay
(User Rating: 1 ) by Voice of the Silent on
Tuesday, 19th October 2010 @ 12:07:49 AM AEST (User
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I like it. Sad but I like it. .great writing
Hope to read more soon
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Re: Hands Made Of Clay
(User Rating: 1 ) by MatthewKerna on
Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 12:12:17 PM AEST (User
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Excellently written, very moving |
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