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Fleeting
Contributed by
eatfresh22
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Thursday, 3rd February 2005 @ 09:02:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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The mask love wears- I'm throbbing.
It's not all fun- I'm hurting.
It tricks us all- I'm bleeding.
Love is hard- I'm crying.
Love should last- I'm mourning.
Love holds strong- I'm choking.
Where is love? I'm dying.
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2005-02-03 21:02:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Fleeting
(User Rating: 1 ) by CurtisC on
Thursday, 3rd February 2005 @ 11:50:55 PM AEST (User
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I like how you did this...you're right, it is hard, especially when you lose it :(
great write..
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Re: Fleeting
(User Rating: 1 ) by Wachumiri on
Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 03:58:28 PM AEST (User
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Love is very hard. But don't let go, Carrie. Don't let go.
I like the way you wrote this, though. Rather ineresing way of writing it.
Take care.
I love you.
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Re: Fleeting
(User Rating: 1 ) by Fionndruinne on
Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 04:35:00 PM AEST (User
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Very painful, indeed. I'm very sorry you have to go through this. But pain will in the end do good for one's heart... and it's not up to us to know exactly how or why. Only to be willing to learn.
Take care, my friend. I'm praying for you.
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Re: Fleeting
(User Rating: 1 ) by liquidsunshine on
Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 07:28:16 PM AEST (User
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Reminds me a bit of a few of my poems. I like it, but... reviewing my first comment I may be a little biased. ~winks~
Hope this isn't terribly closely related to your love life.
Lots of love and peace be with you,
Chelsea
(p.s. I'll try to write to you this weekend... I've been really busy and when I'm not busy I'm sick, so... here's to hoping for better times) |
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