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Record-Girl

Contributed by EmErin on Sunday, 23rd June 2013 @ 01:06:21 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



She was a record-girl
The kind of updated, yet still old fashion record
The rivets helping direct the life

She was a record-girl
Treated well
Played often
Listened to

She was a record-girl
Dusted off
Placed back in the protective cover

She was a record-girl
Dropped through the oily fingers
Of well-intentioned family

She was a record-girl
And now she has a scratch
Subtle, unnoticeable
But present, there
Unhealed
Unable to be healed

She was a record-girl
But when the time came
For her to sing her song
For her to be played
She only got part of the way through

She was a record-girl
But she couldnt be fully played
Stuck on the scratch

She was a record-girl
But she could not longer be played

She was a record-girl
But she was useless
Stuck on one spot

She was a record-girl
But it did not matter

She was a record-girl
The kind which stayed
Tucked away in the protective pouch

She was a record-girl
But she was never played

She was a record-girl.




Copyright © EmErin ... [ 2013-06-23 01:06:21]
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Re: Record-Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 23rd June 2013 @ 03:18:44 AM AEST
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This is really good. How many grooves in a record, only just one.
The needle that plays a record knows only one. With careful hand one would place the needle down onto the vinyl, or the girl who is real. Those were the days, we thought they'd never end we'd sing and dance forever and a day. I think it started slow in an old Tavern, or something. Was that lonely woman really me...
My mother loved that song. Perfect perfection and really real she was a nurse.
This is a very top notch poem, I suppose I saw in it what only I remember, which was good.
Thank you very much for this original piece!
Peace!



Re: Record-Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by karu on Sunday, 23rd June 2013 @ 07:41:59 AM AEST
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well written


Re: Record-Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Sunday, 23rd June 2013 @ 10:20:06 AM AEST
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good stuff
I like this....


Re: Record-Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by RussellReinhardt on Sunday, 23rd June 2013 @ 05:56:14 PM AEST
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Yes I to know Vinyl's grow up with them. If you had a favorite and it got scratched you would put it away and never play it again. Very old fashioned way of expressing ones pain. Awesome work TFS I enjoyed this one.

Greetings
Rus




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