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In and Out of Love
Contributed by
spike
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Sunday, 14th February 2016 @ 05:38:39 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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/ / //// I am so tired, but cannot sleep; so sad, but I cannot weep I finally realised, in too deep, in and out of love.
the heart wants, and the heart needs the right touch, and the right deeds; the pretty flower, amongst the weeds, in and out of love.
you cant search and you cant find with eyes closed or half-blind; lives are made to be entwined, in and out of love.
paths cross and then part; hard to keep a happy heart lucky just to get a start, in and out of love.
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2016-02-14 05:38:39] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: In and Out of Love
(User Rating: 1 ) by ming on
Sunday, 14th February 2016 @ 11:59:55 AM AEST (User
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Lovely.
ming |
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Re: In and Out of Love
(User Rating: 1 ) by FireStarter on
Monday, 15th February 2016 @ 03:29:43 PM AEST (User
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One of my favorites :) |
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Re: In and Out of Love
(User Rating: 1 ) by Rakerman1999 on
Tuesday, 16th February 2016 @ 01:02:07 AM AEST (User
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Hello old friend! I see your talent hasn/'/t fallen off one bit. I can feel your angst in this all too relatable write. Very well done, in fact I swear I hear this as a song.
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Re: In and Out of Love
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Wednesday, 17th February 2016 @ 06:30:54 PM AEST (User
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It is difficult not to sing this!
It/'/s wonderful staccato rhyme has the rhythm of a heartbeat as a backdrop to the message. Like someone rising from a chair to say something and sitting back down before it is wholly said.
The gift is that you leave so much to the reader to contemplate and it sends us spinning off on memories and musings of our own!
Thank you for the journey!
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