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Another Day
Contributed by
InexactExactness
on
Friday, 3rd January 2003 @ 08:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Break a leg with good luck Feel the pinpoint break the skin Lucky charms so ugly In the morning when I wake up Get dressed, Get over her You need this more than ever Never forget her ways Times are strange with coincidence We will meet again someday We will meet and drink all night Reminisce with past lives Reminisce of times that I forget Quiet while walking up the stairs No noise can come from my feet Quiet now, get on with it Tip toe up there silently Break my legs with fortune Brush the covers over my skin Toothpaste tastes so nasty The taste of it when I go to bed Another day without her Another day has already died Another memory remembered Another night has flashed before my eyes Losing all of my reason Losing all of my faith I need you here more than ever Just to get through another day
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Re: Another Day
(User Rating: 1 ) by wyrd_faerie on
Saturday, 4th January 2003 @ 05:07:00 PM AEST (User
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ooh...this is so beautiful... |
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Re: Another Day
(User Rating: 1 ) by OreO on
Saturday, 4th January 2003 @ 09:08:53 PM AEST (User
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...............
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:. |
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Re: Another Day
(User Rating: 1 ) by Snugglebear on
Sunday, 5th January 2003 @ 06:56:13 PM AEST (User
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wow....that was such a great poem...and so well writen you went in a circle and it made it flow very well....i know how it feels to wake up each morning wishing someone were there and to go to bed wishing the same thing...this was a great and wonderfully written poem....keep'm com'n....
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