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d.
Contributed by
aom
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Thursday, 14th August 2003 @ 06:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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all the old folks checking me out instead of drug wars the pigs cater to pension plans wondering if what you said was true about me and you the universe and such
feels like I'm in some foreign land roadkill and buffets aplenty geriatrics elbowing me for the fried okra at least the boys know what's good for them just can't seem to find one I like
wondering if what you said was true that we'll never love like this again so I'm trying to find you make you take it back because I can't stand the thought of being bound to you of being without you whilst you're still in control of my heart
maybe I'm trying too hard to make it work here lying through my teeth of who I am where I've been even the computer printout couldn't call my bluff at least I know I've still got the advantage of common sense
wondering if what you said was true that we'll get out of here one day I guess I'm still hanging on still dreaming of that Costa Rican beach where the air is thick and we make love
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Re: d.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Daniela_Maria_Violin on
Thursday, 14th August 2003 @ 10:22:02 AM AEST (User
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Thanks for sharing, I enjoyed this.
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Re: d.
(User Rating: 1 ) by vincy on
Thursday, 14th August 2003 @ 12:10:00 PM AEST (User
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This poem captures a mood, a mode of love
in an elusive way it touches upon a query;
"of being bound to you
of being without you
whilst you're still in control
of my heart"
there is a contradiction here I think,
the heart is not surrendered but controlled
being bound-being without
then there is the hopeful anticipation,
the uncertainty overshadowed by the willingness.
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Re: d.
(User Rating: 1 ) by lovingcritters on
Thursday, 14th August 2003 @ 06:49:13 PM AEST (User
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I really enjoyed your poem. Truthful and teaching....and so true. the word that comes to my mind is ambevilance....the I love you, or I hate you! Can be found in any lovers heart! I'm so sorry you have to be a part. .....short absence quickens love......long absence kills it! Hang in there!
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Re: d.
(User Rating: 1 ) by jaeann on
Friday, 15th August 2003 @ 04:38:38 AM AEST (User
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i love this.....this is such a great piece.....where the air is thick....perfect ending.....you have me alone....among people i don't know.....nothing familiar.....homesick...not for a place but a "people"........really good |
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Re: d.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Wrybod on
Saturday, 16th August 2003 @ 02:36:30 PM AEST (User
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Been there..................(.my poem "The way we were")
"Still hanging on still dreaming" |
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