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Rush of Emotion
Contributed by
RavenShadows
on
Friday, 3rd September 2004 @ 10:54:39 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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A million raindrops Falling across my window Magnifying my sorrow A thousand fold Like glass teardrops Shattering as they fall tippity tap.....tippity tap....tap.....SPLAT There they go I can't stop them It's like trying to harness the wind To capture the unattainable soul The sadness .... oh deep incredible sadness Burning in my being Tension mounts like lava Burning waiting to erupt I feel the force threatening Going to deceive me Let me down As knowlegeable as I am I must keep control But alas the tears start to fall A virtual visual tidal wave of emotions Finally set free
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Re: Rush of Emotion
(User Rating: 1 ) by deathdrop on
Friday, 3rd September 2004 @ 11:08:31 AM AEST (User
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I agree with this lots!
i felt like this not that long ago, and i'm feeling it alittle now as well.
you've mentioned every part that happens to people before they blow, or as you put it erupt.
this is excellent! |
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Re: Rush of Emotion
(User Rating: 1 ) by screwup on
Friday, 3rd September 2004 @ 12:10:36 PM AEST (User
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just like deathdrop said, this is excellent. It really does resemble a rush of emotions. I can feel it coming out of my computer as I read this... LOL
ps thanks for posting a comment on "My Inspiration, My Light"... meant a lot |
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Re: Rush of Emotion
(User Rating: 1 ) by Gemini on
Friday, 3rd September 2004 @ 12:27:44 PM AEST (User
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I love some of the lyrical language. This poem is very freeing, so to speak. Thank you. |
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