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Reprieve
Contributed by
jace
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Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 12:09:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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I sit in the graveyard Wondering who will speak to me These feelings deep down I must guard From your picture perfect world I had to flee
I walked alone the people engulfed me I try to blend in People stare the fire in my eyes and the scar is all they see They wonder were I've been
You enjoy your life of opportunity You hope in the people that love you Maybe you have a special immunity to grief, pan and hatred of what stupid people do
I just cant move on in this horrible world with One fist clenched and the other seeking you I must have a reprieve A relief and I believe that hope is You
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2005-01-21 12:09:04] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Reprieve
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 12:13:33 PM AEST (User
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Why does this make me think of "Harold and Maude"? Anyway, it sounds hopeful for you. Blessings. |
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Re: Reprieve
(User Rating: 1 ) by lostinmyself on
Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 12:45:30 PM AEST (User
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Awww. You know..maybe we all have that oneperson, who gets us through? I don't know..
This is lovely. Hopeful and sweet.
Good write,
*hugs* Phil xxx |
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Re: Reprieve
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 16th November 2006 @ 12:12:46 AM AEST (User
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This is a very good poem. But I believe for me, there is no reprieve. I have no more chances.
But a good poem noneoftheless |
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