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Yesterday's Wine
Contributed by
tamilyn
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Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 06:29:07 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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The clock is ticking rhythmically The candle's growing dim The radio is playing love songs That I used to sing to him A tear is rolling down my cheek A wine glass in my hand My mind is searching desperately Off in a distant land A land of sweet remembrances Where flowers are in bloom A history of a better time Beneath the silver moon I let the tears flow freely I feel my heart grow numb I light another habit To which I have succumb I fill my wine glass once again I might as well enjoy There's no one here to share it with These thoughts I must destroy I sing the love songs to myself Somehow it's not the same They used to have some meaning When I used to speak your name Sweet nothings, gentle whispers An ode of lasting love We used to sit for hours Beneath the stars above I finish off the bottle I lay down and start to weep But in my dreams I'll find you As I drift off to sleep
Copyright: Tammy Hendershot 2004
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tamilyn
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2004-05-25 06:29:07] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Yesterday's Wine
(User Rating: 1 ) by Vermillion on
Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 07:13:19 AM AEST (User
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a truely moving poem, i could really feel everything you said and thats not easily done. keep up the excellent work |
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Re: Yesterday's Wine
(User Rating: 1 ) by Silent-No-More on
Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 08:10:52 AM AEST (User
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This flows sooooo smoothly and rings familiar. Nicely done! |
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Re: Yesterday's Wine
(User Rating: 1 ) by kidpoet_213 on
Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 10:20:01 AM AEST (User
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This poem flows like wine from the bottle... very smooth and silky flowing... nice... very emotional... excellent job!
~Donna~ |
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