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Longer
Contributed by
jaeann
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Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 01:01:39 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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The longer she searches the more she steps back it's all in the quotient and who runs the tracks.
The longer she's lost the harder to find a lord for abandon and the ties to bind.
The longer she aches the taller the walls trusting in no one she trembles from the fall.
The longer she hides the higher the flood trapped in the underbrush of her all consuming blood.
The longer she cries the darker the woods no one to find her and she's all out of "should's".
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jaeann
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2004-10-29 01:01:39] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Longer
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 01:04:06 AM AEST (User
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excellent write. fantastic ending. |
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Re: Longer
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 05:50:55 AM AEST (User
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awww very emotional and moving.,
takecare
pixie xx |
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Re: Longer
(User Rating: 1 ) by Kie on
Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 10:02:27 AM AEST (User
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I had forgotten how powerful your poetry truly is.
This one blew me away, i'm astounded.
The ending, WOW.
It makes me wonder how many people feel the very same way?
Kie |
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Re: Longer
(User Rating: 1 ) by venkat on
Tuesday, 2nd November 2004 @ 04:48:54 AM AEST (User
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Great...it is deep..meaningful..and captivating..hugs..:-) venkat |
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Re: Longer
(User Rating: 1 ) by Rakerman1999 on
Thursday, 4th November 2004 @ 05:11:39 AM AEST (User
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I agree with Kylie.......
This is filled with such desperation.
I feel bad to see you even writing of such sadness. You should be laughing instead my friend.
Roses for a lovely lady
Larry |
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