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A Small Leather Bag
Contributed by
weepingwillow
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Thursday, 10th February 2005 @ 05:41:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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My heart I carry in a small leather bag
And with great chains it doth drag
At one time he was alive and free
But no longer will his happiness be
For he is tired and weary now
And its no wonder how
After years of hope with no luck
In the realm of sorrow he is stuck
No longer can he smile or grin
Only pain exists within
Loves lost but never acquired
Have slowly put out his fire
And with no love burning
Life is only turning
So if you wonder why my feet I drag
Its because of the heavy burden in my small leather bag
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2005-02-10 17:41:41]
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Re: A Small Leather Bag
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by fenris on
Sunday, 24th April 2005 @ 08:47:52 AM AEST
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| great poem... but you know it is too close to the truth for me... |
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